Vincenzo's POV
I leaned down towards her and she leaned back a bit.
"You sound like a puppy craving the love of its owner," at her words, I couldn't help but burst out into a fit of laughter.
"I've been called animal names before but this is the first time that I've been called a puppy. It's quite a hit to my reputation," she rolled her eyes at me and I leaned down once more but this time she didn't move away.
"Do you like me?" She asked and I paused.
"I don't dislike you," I replied and a smile crept onto her lips.
"I don't dislike you either, Vince."
My heart skipped a beat. Or rather, it felt as if it completely stopped for a second before picking up its pace tenfold. The fact that I was still alive urged me to move forward and I placed a hand on her cheek, leaning down to land my lips on hers.
"Your majesty! Your majesty!"
What fool came shouting for a death wish!?