She claims to hate me more than karaoke and liverwurst, and that's before she finds out I'm her new boss.
The scandalous royal bit? That's just our cover, a smokescreen we hide behind to keep our counterintelligence work covert. But Princess Alexandria's hatred of me?
Oh, that's real.
Doesn't help that the first undercover mission I assign her to requires us to pose as lovers. I'm basically ordering her to pretend she finds me irresistible.
You ask me, I have it tougher. Pretending I'm not getting addicted to the way she can't stop kissing me when no one's looking? Try impossible.
Then she starts letting me in, showing me the sweet side she keeps hidden under her tough girl exterior.
Ruining me for all other women.
Being royal, I always knew very little would ever be just mine. Becoming a spy, I understood the future wouldn't be guaranteed.
For Alexandria, I'm going to fight for both.
