Royal Princess: Doted On By The Mafia King

He might have not publicly announced his relationship with the girl but she knew more than anyone that he was really in a special relationship with her considering the fact that he allowed that girl to hold his hand even publicly.

She sighed wondering how easy he thinks she is to end the relationship through a text. He was not even proper enough to take responsibility for hurting her.

She chewed down on her lower lips as she remembered the warning that her father gave her about getting her emotions involved in the business.

The door of her office opened without a knock from the handsome young man who walked into the room like he owned the place. He made himself comfortable on a sofa while glancing at her.

"I heard you got my girlfriend involved in your fight against the girl your boyfriend left you for," he said while crossing his legs.

"I . . . I," she began as she stood up slowly. "As you know, I don't have much friends but your girlfriend was there for me when I was going through heartbreak," she replied him with her voice a little shaky as she approached a sofa and sat on it.

He bit his lips not liking what he heard about her talking to his girlfriend. "I warned you about getting involved with that girl," the young man replied with a displeased frown.

"I don't have friends," she complained with her head bowed as she sat down. "I got publicly humiliated."

"Don't think I don't know what really happened. You told her more than just your heartbreak story," he told her sharply.

"I did not. All I did was tell her my man got stolen from me and . . ."

"You gave her the name of the person who stole your man from you, right?" he interrupted her.

"I . . .," she began but pressed her lips together in defeat and closed her eyes with a sigh before opening it and bowing her head slightly to the man. "I am sorry," she apologized with little sincerity but so much fear towards the man before her.

"I tried to prevent you two from getting close but I guess I did not do well enough. I don't want you to meet with her again. However you intend to make it happen, you must not  make it connected to the princess," the man warned her before standing up from the sofa and walked out of the door without waiting for her response.

She looked at the closed door but she could not sigh because she knew had gotten into some real trouble she might not be able to escape with the warning he gave her.

She rushed to her table and grabbed her phone. She searched for her father's phone number and wanted to call him an tell him about her encounter with that man but she froze just before her fingers touched her father's number on the screen of her.

It was her mess, she decided to take care of it herself rather involve her father while getting scolded by him for being childish and acting out of the character he spent decades training her to have.

She inhaled as she placed the phone on the table. She sat down on her chair to think of how she will end the sort friendship between her and that man's girlfriend.

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"Are you still crying?" a voice came from behind the door after a knock.

Anna did not answer as she glanced at the door before turning the tap on to drown his voice in the sound it produced.

"Anna," the male voice shouted that the tap was not loud enough to prevent her from hearing him. "Please open the door and talk to me. What happened?"

She opened the door after a while and she walked past him without saying a word with her eyes red and swollen and her white face now red. He caught her hand and pulled her to face him.

He lifted his hand and touched her face. She flinched when he touched the now abnormally sensitive skin of her face.

"Does it hurt?" he asked worriedly gently rubbing his finger over it despite how much she tried to avoid his touch. "What happened to you? You have been crying in there for the past couple of hours and we promised each other that we will communicate a lot with each other."

She moved her face and wriggled her hand from his grip before walking back to her room and closed the door with a weak bang behind her.

The young man frowned and walked into his room with a loud bang. Sitting before his computer, he tried to calm his nerves. He was so angry that he could not have half the effect the princess has on his girlfriend.

He groaned with his legs shaking hard under the table. After a while of being unable to endure anymore, he stood and picked up his smart phone and sent a text to his secretary, 'I need a stress reliever.'

After a few seconds of getting dressed in a black hoody and black pants, he walked out to the living room where Anna was seated watching TV with a glass bowl of popcorn on her lap.

He walked to her with a smile and leaned towards her. "I am going out," he told her. "I will be back soon."

She did not answer him but she did not avoid the kiss he placed on her forehead.

He touched her cheeks before leaving after grabbing the key to his car.

Anna glanced at the door he just walked out of with a bored look before moving her gaze back to the large TV screen.

She could not believe she spent so much tie crying over her sister who did not care about her.

She tried to stop crying but when her head gets filled with the memories she had of her sister the tears will begin to pour down and she will be crying hard again.