The Runaway Princess [ENGLISH]

♚Chapter 21 ♚

A/N: I was wondering why I can't find this chapter...Silly me, I forgot to press publish yesterday xD

Chapter 21 –♚The Cursed Bloodline

After Axel unbelievably apologized, we continue to tour around the museum as previously planned. He acted like nothing happened and true to his words, become my guide. He delivered all the information about the artworks skillfully like he'd done this thing in his entire life. If it wasn't for his stoned-face, I can say that he's enjoying this.

When he's busy talking about the paintings, a blonde woman who's probably in her twenties, appeared out of nowhere along with her companions. "Hello there," She said seductively pushing me aside. She even glared at me. Her companions on the other hand throws me a disgusted look.

Seriously? What's wrong with these people? I asked myself in disbelief.

Axel stopped talking and looked at the woman coldly. Despite his cold greeting, the woman continued to start a conversation. "What's your name? Can you give us a tour?" She asked.

"No," He replied flatly. He looks irritated despite his stoned facial expression.

How'd I know? I just knew. Weird, I know but somehow, I can tell.

The women slightly frowned with his response, but didn't get discouraged. "Just for today," She pleads with a pout. She leans forward to Axel's chest and whispered,  but I heard it loud and clear. "We'll make it worth it."

I cringed at the scene unfolding in front of me. The woman is flirting with him, but he's not doing anything to stop her. It made me irritated beyond belief, but instead of bitch slapping these people, I'd rather leave unnoticed. I don't want to get another unwanted attention especially when I'm trying to maintain a low profile. I take a step backward to leave but when I'm about to turn around, somebody grabs my wrist. "Where do you think you're going?" Axel asked looking at me sharply.

"I- um..." I started, but no words seem to form in my mouth.

"Who's she?" The blonde ask with one eyebrow raised, not masking her irritation. Her friends, on the other hand, are standing behind her giving me the glares.

Axel ignored her. He's still waiting for me to answer his question. "I'm leaving?" I said. Unsure of what to say.

"I never said that you're allowed to leave without me," He said.

"But I thought you're preoccupied. I don't want to be a hindrance," I said hiding my sarcasm.

"Yes, I'm currently preoccupied," He said making me roll my eyes at him. He admits that he's preoccupied with these people. I cringed when I finally realize something. He's making it a habit of leaving me behind whenever a lady appeared to grab his attention. It's like I didn't exist whenever that happens. I was about to leave when I felt his grip on my hand loosened, but he surprised me when he suddenly snakes his hand on my waist and led me to the next painting. "and she's the hindrance," He said loud enough for the people around us to hear.

Suddenly, I heard a screeched. I wanted to turn around and see what's happening, but Axel's hold on my waist only tightens. "Don't mind it. We still got lots of artworks to visit." He said but defying his orders has become a habit of mine plus my stubbornness. I shove his hand from my waist and turn to see what's the commotion all about.

I gaped at the scene that greeted me. I saw the ladies earlier being taken away by men wearing black suits. They are manhandling them openly to the public. The people around the vicinity tried to help, but they got easily subdued.