Chapter 200
Marco heard the bodyguards talk as they walk away, “We probably going to have to get rid of him.”
‘Who the hell is Anse and why would they want to kill me just to keep me away from her?" Marco thought and stood up.
“Getting yourself into trouble again?” the priest asked, coming to a halt on the steps on his way back into the church.
“Not at all,” Marco said, smiling.
“The garden on the west needs some attention, you are starting to slack,” the priest said walking into the church.
Marco looked after the bodyguards as they all got into cars, driving after princess Anse and her father’s car.
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“When we get home you will pack your valuable items; it is time for us to move on,” Prince Vasili said.
“Why?” Princess Anse asked, pouting.
“Your grandparents send us out to find our fated mates or at least some Blue bloods and clearly we are not going to find them in Italy,” Prince Vasili said.
“You can go, I am staying right here,” Princess Anse protested.
“Do you want me to arrange for a vampire to compel you into obedience?” Prince Vasili threatened.
Princess Anse ignored him and looked out of the car window.
‘I hate that I have to keep her from a natural love but what will my parents do when they grow impatient? I can not let them do to her what they did to me and my brothers,’ Prince Vasili thought, looking at his daughter.
‘As long as they think we are looking for the right partners they will leave us alone,’ Prince Vasili hoped.
“We leave tomorrow morning,” Prince Vasili said as their car pulled up to their house.
Princess Anse got out of the car and wanted to slam it but the footman beat her to it and shut the door quietly. Princess Anse stomped off into the house and straight to her room; she wanted to yell; ‘I hate you,’ but she knew that will be a lie.
That evening princess Anse heard something at her window and when she looked to investigate, she saw Marco. She carefully climbed out of her window to meet with him.
“What are you doing here? Are you trying to get yourself killed?” She whispered.
Marco grabbed her hand and started to run.
“I think we are in the clear,” Marco said after a short while of running.
Marco grabbed her face and kissed her.
“I am leaving tomorrow on the nine-o-clock train,” Marco said after breaking the passionate kiss.
“We are also leaving,” Princess Anse said.
“Who are you? Why would your people want to kill a love interest?” Marco asked his hands on the side of her face.
“You won’t believe me if I tell you,” Princess Anse said.
“Try me,” Marco said.
“Let’s not waste time talking about things that won't matter tomorrow,” Princess Anse said, taking his hand and walking.
They walked in silence for a while before Marco pulled her into a dark alley, “This way.”
Soon they found themselves on a rooftop of a deserted house.
“It is beautiful,” Princess Anse said, standing next to Marco.
“This is my favorite place, you will always find me here when you can not find me anywhere else,” Marco said.
“I think I love you,” Princess Anse said, looking at Marco.
“Runaway with me,” Marco said, cooping her face.
“They will just find us, my grandparents are really powerful,” Princess Anse said.
“Then let’s make the most of now,” Marco said before kissing her.
Princess Anse undoes the buttons on the front of her dress before Marco started to help her. He slipped her dress off her shoulders before kissing her on her neck. Princess Anse took her arms out of the sleeves of the dress and her dress dropped to her waistline. Marco kissed the cleavage of her full breast before turning her around to unfasten her half-waist corset, dropping it to the ground. He slips his hands around her body, cooping her breast while kissing her on her shoulder. Princess Anse turned her face to meet his lips before turning her body around. Marco wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against his erect manhood, pressing against his trousers.
Princess Anse started to unbutton his shirt while he took his pants off, their lips never leaving each other. Marco pushed her gently to lie on their piles of clothing.
“I have never done this before,” Princess Anse whispered.
Marco wanted to tell her that it was his first time as well but thought she would not believe him, so he kept it to himself.
Marco kissed her breast before kissing her mouth again and then pulled away to meet her eyes, just looking at her before he pressed his erect manhood at the entrance of her womanhood.
Without taking his eyes off hers he pushed himself into her and was overwhelmed by the warmth of her vagina, ‘Never in a million years could I have imagined it will feel like this,’ Marco said, watching the frown on her face, knowing she was feeling pain. He pushed himself into her deeper, all the way making her gasp.
Marco kissed her open mouth, retreating out of her womanhood a little bit before pushing himself into her again catching her gasp in his mouth. Princess Anse clawed her fingers into his back while he continued to take her, thrusting into her again and again, building up momentum until he felt the pleasure rise in him, exploding inside of her. Without taking his penis out of her he looked into her eyes before kissing her, her fingers on his back relaxing.
They lay on their backs looking at the stars for the longest time before Princess Anse realized that he has fallen asleep. She pulled at one of her undergarment pieces that were party underneath him and then decided to leave it, putting only her dress on.
Princess Anse leaned over his chest and studied his sleeping face before kissing him softly on his lips, “I love you.”
Marco woke up with the morning sun in his eyes and immediately looked to his side and when he saw that he was alone he put out his arm as if to touch the afterthought of princess Anse.
Marco got dressed and checked the time on his pocket watch, “Dammit,” he said out loud realizing that he will have to be really quick or else he will miss his train and he does not have the money to waste. After running to the train station as fast as he could, he manage to get on the train as it pulled off. Marco made his way through the corridors looking for his cabin.
As he stepped in he thought for a moment that it was princess Anse with her nose in a book, her red hair loose over her shoulders like a curtain.
“Anse?” Marco asked.
“Michelle,” the young woman in her twenties looked up from her book.
“They let women and men share cabins?” Marco asked confused, thinking the girl looked like she could be related to Anse.
“Only us lower-class folks,” Michelle laughed.
“You are not from around here, I have never seen you in this town, and your accent?” Marco asked, sitting down on the opposite bench.
“The train goes through the whole of Europe,” Michelle said, wondering if this guy has been living under a rock for the past 5 years.
“From what part of Europe are you?” Marco asked, trying to place her accent.
“I grew up in Canada,” Michelle said.
“You are far away from home,” Marco pointed out.
“I have been traveling since my 19th birthday,” Michelle said.
Marco said nothing, waiting for her to continue.
“A year and a half. Traveled through Canada to Alaska, and took a ship across the Bering Sea to Russia. I manage to sneak on an airplane and ended up in Ukraine,” Michelle explained.
“A plain?” Marco asked in disbelief.
“Never mind,” Michelle said, catching on that he does not believe a word she says.
“Tell me more,” Marco insisted.
