My Fiancée Hates Me novel Chapter 4

[Past Life]

Prince Erik and I began enjoying our second year together as a couple in school. We went on multiple dates inside as well as outside of the school. I could only describe our time together as bliss despite the fact that I had not yet found any of his hidden lovers yet.

However, reality must come back to our faces.

His Highness' advisor Garett Alvin (reality) came to me before lunch.

"Please stop hogging His Highness to yourself," Garett said.

"Hogging?"

"His Highness refuses to look for concubines and spends all of his time with you."

Garett Alvin is the son of one of many Advisors to the King. He has long black hair tied into a low ponytail wears unfashionably large round spectacles.

"I only answer to His Highness' calls. I do not have any right to refuse them. As his Advisor, I believe that any faults in him lies within your jurisdiction."

He is a really stingy person.

"Let me remind you that you are a replaceable piece," he said sharply.

I began walking past him.

"I see that there is no point in speaking to each other any further. A word of advice..."

"What is it?" he asked.

"A man like yourself should not go out of their way to invite a young engaged woman to a secluded area to talk of such boring things," I said coldly.

I went to see His Highness underneath the shade of a large tree afterwards.

"You took your time to get here, Ari," Prince Erik said with a smile.

"I was held up by trouble," I said as I sat beside Prince Erik over a red picnic blanket.

"Garett?"

"Impeccable guessing."

"...He has been bothering me too, asking me seek out more wives."

"He complained that I am hogging you to myself too often," I said.

"If I were to divide my attention to someone else, I would lose my time with you," he said as he pushed me to the ground and hovered over me.

"How about humoring him? It would release some of the scorn he has for me," I said.

"Are you telling me to find another wife?" he asked as he laid beside me.

"...I have no right over controlling your actions. You will be King...I am yours, but you will never be mine," I said.

"Why is that?"

"I am but a single flower to you. Once you remove my petals, I am no longer beautiful," I said as I swept part of his hair over his ears.

He rolled over and laid his body on top of me.

"In other words, you have no faith in me..."

Heavy...

"I believe that passion does not last forever..."

It is not like I did not believe that Prince Erik did not love me after all the time we had been together as lovers. It was just that I could not trust his base instincts as a man and there was his duty to produce multiple heirs to this country.

Seeing as how my own mother fell ill upon my birth made me feel uneasy about the future. Even though I trained my body, there was still a factor of uncertainty.

Would I be able to bear a child in my state? Would our own child grow without a mother or father? Would Prince Erik have to seek out another woman because of my fears? What value would I have as a woman if I were to not give Prince Erik a child?

"...If you need proof, I will show my love," he said as he tugged on my collar.

I felt embarrassed as I was with my neck exposed like this, but we were alone and far away from the eyes of others.

I felt his tender kisses over my lips and warm hands on my hips and thighs. As children, we were unknown of the ways people sent affection towards one another. Prince Erik was the one who led me in and began with light kisses, but now I feel that they have become more frequent. I do not know if the number of times we kiss is the average among long term couples. All I know is that it has been bad for my heart.

He pressed his thumb over my lips and stared into my eyes.

"Prince Erik?" I said his name in a dazed manner.

"Ari, would you open your pretty lips a bit more?" he asked in a husky voice.

My instincts were telling me that the look in Prince Erik's eyes meant something dangerous.

"Eri–"

He closed off my mouth and gave me a deep kiss. I felt as though I was being swallowed. My breath had been taken away. I began breathing out of my nose and began slowly collecting myself, but it was still difficult with Prince Erik kissing me.