Dangerous Love

By yewandejoseph

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This is a palace where one wrong move can determine if you live or die. In the quest for her family to surviv... More

The Beginning 1
The Prince quarters 2
The threats
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
HE'S A SUSPECT
THE BREAK UP
EIGHT YEARS AGO
Chapter seventy two
Chapter seventy three
Chapter seventy four
Chapter seventy five
Chapter seventy six
Chapter seventy seven
Chapter seventy eight
Chapter seventy nine
Chapter eighty
Chapter eighty one

Chapter 42

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The following night, Prince Ire came to see her again. Both of them walked through the busy road getting to know each other more. They talked, laughed, bought the same suya they bought the other night again. This time, Aramade volunteered to carry the nylon to avoid someone eating five before she could get to pick one out of the suya. Prince Ire agreed and it was going well until Ara thought a ghost appeared and snatched the suya away from her hand.






Prince Ire took his time to laugh well. He repeated the same thing Ara did to him the other night. He quickly snatched away the nylon when he realized the suya was almost finished. His mouth was filled up like a blown balloon too, trying not to laugh by keeping his mouth closed. Prince Ire thought that was the silliest thing for a guy like him to do, but he didn't feel shy acting silly in front of Aramade who after recovering from the shock started to laugh. It came all of a sudden. It came surprising. It came unexpected because Prince Ire obeyed by picking just one after she had picked one too. And that was how they did it until it was snatched away from her.







They had fun. This time, they didn't just buy suya, they bought drinks on top of it. Ara took Prince Ire to where they sell just the same cow skin they bought the other day. To avoid fighting over it, they bought it separately. Everything that happened was something Prince Ire had never done. To buy things by the side of the road, eat on the road, eat in a public place like that, run on the road, laugh, and even allow people to stare at him like a teenager who doesn't know what he's doing. But he did know what he was doing. He was in his right senses. Trying to show Ara he could be all she ever wanted. That man she could play with, laugh with, run with, eat with, and act silly with. It was fun.






They threw their bottles away, after then, Ara spoke up. "So you didn't ask me if I'm planning to come back to the palace or not?"






Prince Ire looked down at her. "Since you've brought it up, I don't want you to come back. I don't want you to come working in the palace anymore. It's dangerous."





"So, anyone can just come into the palace and leave just like that?"






Prince Ire shook his head. "No actually. But since you work for me. Yes."





Ara smiled. "The way you reply sometimes."





"You like it?"




"Very." Ara exaggerated, and the two ended up laughing at each other.





As they trekked back to the shop, Ara wish Prince Ire wouldn't leave. She wished the time would suddenly turn out very slow just for them to have the best fun of their lives. But time wouldn't listen to Aramade. It was almost ten. Time for her to return back home. Time for Prince Ire to be on his way back to the palace.






When they got back to the shop, Prince Ire rested on his car. He noticed Ara had a different look on her face which he knew why but still went ahead and asked. "Are you okay?"






Ara eyed him. "Is there a drug for someone who is already missing another someone so as not miss that someone?"





Prince Ire chuckled slowly, looking straight into Aramade's eyes. His left hand went up to her very fair and smooth neck. He wanted to feel her temperature, only for his to become high by touching her. He rejected what was gathering in his mind and went ahead to feel her temperature still "Shhhhhhhhh. Remember I'm a doctor. I can detect what's wrong with you and save your life."






Aramade laughed. "We seem to be suffering from a different virus. But I think we are both not alright."






The two burst out laughing. "You really seem to be funny Ara." Prince Ire confessed as the two climbed into the car. But then, Ara knew she would never have said something like that in her life to someone like Prince Ire. Despite the fact that Ara now get to see Prince Ire in another way, she realized he was still that calm and cool guy.






"Will you go on a date with me?" Prince Ire asked in his cool voice, hoping for a better response.






Ara smiled, feeling extremely happy. She had been waiting for that, and now he popped the question. She looked at him with another big smile plastered on her face. "Now you've just made me the most luckiest woman on earth."





Prince Ire smiled. "And the way you reply?"





"You love it?"






"It turns me on." Prince Ire responded in a very low tone. "And I'm lucky." He threw her that sexy wink along.






The two stared at each other in silence. Ara's heart could not stop beating just by staring at him. His voice, his smile, the way he looks at her, the way he made her feel, it was the most.....






Ara's thought was silenced. His kiss did the magic. The one she had been anticipating for. She moved closer and let him devour her. Slowly, passionately, and just like that, it grew into an aggressive one like it was the first time they would ever kissed. Ara returned his kiss and sexily bite his lower lip before moving away to catch her breath. They moved apart and smiled at each other. Ara felt really shy and blushed. Prince Ire made fun of her before talking. "So, please pick a date."





"You should do that."




Prince Ire shook his head. "You should."




Ara shook her head too. "I think you---" Prince Ire silenced her with a kiss then moved away. "Next week Tuesday by seven. Is that okay."





"Fine by me." Ara agreed with a sweet smile on her face.





Prince Ire stared up at Ara her throwing her a quick wink. "Can I get another kiss ma'am?"





"Well I don't kiss old fashioned men. But German kiss will do."





"Really." Prince Ire chuckled softly. The thought of French kiss and then having a German kiss made him smile. That must be an advanced kiss, he thought. But then, something crossed his mind like he had heard that before. "Okay. Let's see the German kiss."




Ara laughed at the thought in her head. She moved closer. "Close your eyes. That's rule no one. Never open your eyes until I ask you to. That's rule no two." Immediately, Prince Ire obeyed. Ara was already making fun of him but slowly, she kissed his forehead, kissed his cheeks, kissed his neck, then stopped. Slowly, she moved to her side without making noise. Successfully sitting on her seat, so happy she got him Ara tried to open the car door but it wasn't opening. Ara became angry and frustrated.  Ire has scammed her. She thought in her mind. He locked the door while she was fully concentrated on carrying out her mission. The moment she looked at his direction, Prince Ire had broken the rule number two.





Ara couldn't help it. She bursted out laughing. "I said don't open your eyes Ire. That's rule no two."





"So that you can run away."





Ara laughed. "I wasn't going to. I was just testing that thing."





"Well, I was testing your German kiss too, but you ended up giving me the German kiss wrote in My days at crown school by.. what's her name again?"





Ara laughed. She couldn't believe Prince Ire had read the novel too. "Yewande Joseph," she replied.





"I will sue that lady. She really did a good job putting that nonsense in ladies heads."





Ara laughed. "Don't even try it because you could be a character in one of her books. She's good at dealing with some characters ehnn! Now unlock this please."






Prince Ire obeyed instantly. "I'm shocked you read that out of all the novels in the world," he said, but Ara moved closer a little bit and gave him a light kiss on the lips. "Thank you so much for today." She moved away, unlock the door and climbed down. Ara moved to the car window and smiled back at Prince Ire who wish he could stay more too, but time wasn't on their side. "Bye," he said. And slowly, his car window rolled up and was shut back. Ara couldn't see him again, but he could. He watched her for the last time before he drove away. Tuesday was his birthday. When he would clock twenty eight. He wanted the day to be the beginning of something beautiful for him. For him and Aramade. After driving out of the market slowly, the moment he hit the road, he drove with the speed only him could, with Tuesday on his mind.







    ________________________________

😄 Tuesday on my mind guys. I can't wait😘 Till tomorrow. I made up for the two days I didn't update. Thank you so much for reading 😁

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