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Royal Princess: Doted on by the Mafia King

A man who traveled through time to save his first love has given up everything he had just to help her get her birthright. A Princess who is scared of fighting for that which belongs to her finds someone willing to help her. She however believes nothing comes for free and when he tells her what he wants in return, she finds the deal she is offered reasonable and accepts. She trusts no one and when her walls began to crack open to give way to the handsome man who made himself a terror for her sake, things go south. About the characters: The fashion designer who is a princess and tasked with the mission of getting what belongs to her and saving her people. How long will her walls last high up protecting her? How large will the crack in her walls be and when she faces hardships because of love will she close up her cracks or will those cracks further open? The time traveler who wants her by all means because time is short for him has a fearful reputation so he could be strong for her. How long his patience will last when made to await love for so long and when it runs out, what will it be like? Warning: Slow love Slow vengeance Don't stop reading Enjoy the story and leave a comment Don't expect the love to begin from the first chapter and don't expect a cruel villainess.

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Her visitor

At nine o'clock, she heard a soft knock on the door of her room before the door was pushed open slowly. 

A figure walked in and closed the door quietly behind.

She turned off the lights of her room to reduce suspicion since she should be asleep and prevent shadows frown getting casted on the windows.

She saw the black figure take slow steps towards her while staring towards her. "Welcome," she said when he joined her at the table.

"Thank you, your highness," he replied as he sat down at the table.

Smile found herself smiling but frowned when she met his gaze. The room might be dark but it was bright enough thanks to the very bright moon outside for her to see certain things.

"How have you been?" he asked worriedly as stretched his hand towards her face and touched her cheeks in a gentle brush.

"Fine," she replied. She held back from pulling away when she felt the coldness of his hand.