Crushing On Your Majesty;The girl he hated

In Royalty

"Nice party..any occasion I don't know of?"

The President had sweat running down his forehead.

"Eh...not of much importance your majesty...these girls just wanted to have some fun so I allowed. You know already how these teens tend to enjoy smallest of things"

Daniel sighed with an arrogant smirk lingering his face.
His gaze shifting back to Stacey who was literally quivering under his stare.

"You are right Mr President for bullying a girl and leaving her locked in washroom calls for a celebration.
Am I right Stacey?"

Her eyes widened along with everyone present there.
The President's hands started shaking in anger at his daughter's audacity.

"No...th..at's not true...we were just celebrating the weekend....I di-"

She couldn't continue.
His angry steps towards her made her mouth go shut and eyes to widen.

Her steps moved back to only knock down a table behind and make the glasses to crash on the ground.

The pieces of broken glass behind making her stop in her place and close her eyes.
His cologne making her hands to sweat and legs to shake.

Few minutes passed with no one coming for her help.
Her eyes widened to only lock on his burning ones.

"Do I look like someone you can lie to? Tell me the truth!"

She moved her head in a no as she gulped.
Her shaking hands held up in defence.

"NOW!!"
This time she flinched and her body nearly fell back from shock.
The leg of a chair to trip her and she found herself falling back on the pieces of broken glass.

Everyone gasped in shock and the President shouted his daughter's name in worry.
He took steps forward but he was too far away to stop her fall.

Seeing the indifferent face of the king in front of her, she feared something for the first time in her life.
Image of her sprawled on the floor in her blood made her fear her destiny.

He stood motionless, his eyes cold and intention clear.
She couldn't even plead to him for saving her as she saw his hesitation in doing it.

Only when her body was centimetres away from touching the ground.
Her face inches away from getting ruined for her entire life.
Her arrogance on her beauty and position on verge of getting broken down.

Did a hand held her thin arms in a firm grip and stopped her fall.
Her eyes widened to see him holding her.

"Tell me who did it"
His voice a mere whisper, just enough for her to hear.
Gulping she opened her mouth to only close it like a fish.

Her hands getting sweaty and his grip loosening.

"Please... don't leave.... please"

Her eyes pleading as she nearly begged him to pull her to safety.
With each passing second his grip loosening on her wrist.

The President had his hand held up in fear, how desperate he was to save his little girl.
But knowing who stood in front of him, he couldn't dare defy the royalty.
He can lose not only his position but also his entire career.

The man was the future King of their nation, and he a mere follower of his orders.
He decided to trust him on this and not interfere.
Fearing the repercussions already.

Stacey had tears running down her cheeks as she pleaded for her safety.
But he refused to get affected, his motive crystal clear.

"I....sorry.....yes I did...me and my friends...we locked her-"