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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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The POV of the abandoned

"One thing at a time. I can't eat lunch with you today, there is something I need to do and I am not allowed to attend parties and trust me, parties are not meant for me," Rose replied calmly.

"I will not bother you anymore then," Noah said with a sad pout. "See you later then," she told her with a sad smile before walking away.

Rose looked at her departing back and wondered if she was blunt with her rejection but when her assistant came to her looking worried, she moved her gaze and continued heading towards her class.

"Are you okay? I would have intervened but I felt you would not  me to since it is a sisters' quarrel. I am sorry," her assistant apologized was the a deep bow.

"Next time, attack unless I say you shouldn't although you should also know how to react or attack depending on the person involved," she corrected her assistant seriously.