This story Is about a princess name
Rihanna. Rihanna is the only child of king Richard and Queen Tarica, and is also next in line for the royal throne. Rihanna has a boyfriend and he's prince Edward James. Edward and Rihanna have known each other since they were 10. The Royals and the James are close family friends and because of that they as the parents decided that it would be a smart idea to put their two oldest children together in a relationship. But the thing is... Rihanna does not love Edward. She never have and never will.
Justin Bieber and his mother Pattie Bieber have been working for the Royals for over 24 years now. The Bieber's used to live a very stable life until Justin's father, Jeremy Bieber died. The sudden death of Justin's father was a mystery and still is. but because of the loss of Jeremy, things started getting really tough for Pattie, Considering Jeremy was the one bringing in the money while Pattie was a stay at home mom, taking care of their son.
But like I said before, after the death of Jeremy, things started getting harder for Pattie to handle. Bills were getting harder to keep up with/pay. And lesser food were coming in. And sometimes the same cloths would be worn for a whole month. It even got to the point were they lost their home and Pattie that was Patties braking point. So in order to provide for her only chile. Pattie had no choice but to move her and her son in with the Royals.
Pattie is the maid and works in the grand kitchen while Justin is the princess's personal servant. Justin has to do whatever princess Rihanna says. So when she tells him to do something or asks him a question, he has to answer immediately with a yes or no answer.
But because Justin and Rihanna have known each other for so long; he would always know what [exactly] she wanted.
Princess Rihanna and servant Justin are close and always will be. But when the clock strikes 12. They're closer.
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My Princess
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