The Royal Wedding - Shree Lakshmi (best books to read ever txt) 📗

morning she woke up before her aunt and showered. She tiptoed into her room and packed her bag. She has still time to catch the plane so she started preparing breakfast. Rose came out of her room in her night dress and saw the packing. She turned towards Sam with wide eyes.
“Oh do not look like that; I am not going to let you down. That’s my promise,” Sam gave her cutest smile.
Rose ran to her and hug.” Thank you so much,”
Sam smiled and said “I think we are going to be late. Let’s go,”
Rose dropped her at the airport and Sam checked in. She sat in the most beautiful plane near the window hope to see the beautiful city Italy. The plane flew and she closed her eyes. She loves Italy, its places, people, building everything.
It was spring. The cool breeze was flowing making the leaves to travel all over the place. She was lying on the grass, the sun was setting down and the rays were spread all over the grass. He, lying beside her, whispered in her ears “you look beautiful”. His breath was hot and it made her shiver. She blushed making her cheeks change to pink. His hands came around her waist and he was lying on top of her. She was too close to him. Their bodies were touching and their lips were inches apart. His hand cupped her chin and made her look into his eyes. Those were the most beautiful eyes she ever saw. He gave her the breathtaking smile and closed the distance between them by kissing her.
His soft lips touched her lips, moving over her. She moaned when he entered her mouth and began to explore it. Her heart began to pound hardly and her breathing accelerated. She never left this way before and she knew that she will never feel this with anyone. Why does he have so much effect on her? She thought when finally he broke the kiss and started kissing her weak spot on her shoulder.
She woke up abruptly. She was still on the plane. She covered her eyes with her hand and began to tremble. Memories stared to haunt her even though she didn’t enter his place. How is she going to face him and handle everything?
“Welcome To San Marino. Thank you for flying with us,” said the announcement. She closed her eyes and tried to remain calm. She stood up after everyone began to leave the plane.
After checking out, she saw a sign board with her name on it. It was held by a middle-aged man wearing a white uniform with a white cap, probably the driver. She went to him.
“Hi I am Samantha White,” she stood before him smilingly.
“Benvenuto! Signora” he bowed a little and smiled
“Grazie, but I don’t speak much Italian” she smiled at him. He nodded his head and walked out of the airport, she followed him. She was led to an Audi Q7. She couldn’t believe her eyes.
Stupid they are royal they can buy anything.
“A few hours of driving Signora and you will be in Siena,” he smiled at her and kept his seat belts on. She sat in the back seat and smiled at him.
The car was in its maximum speed and reached the city limits. She gazed outside to watch the city. It is beautiful and in celebrations. Of course for the prince’s wedding she thought. The car entered the gates of the palace. It is a beautiful castle. The car stopped at one of the palace entrance.
She stepped outside the car. A man, in black trousers and neck T-shirt with black suit, was waiting at the entrance. He walked towards her and extended his hand.
“Benvenuto! I am Edward Ross. I talked to you over the phone I believe,” he smiled at her. She recognized his voice. He has light green eyes and his slightly tanned skin blend with his sandy brown hair. He has a sharp cheekbone with dimples on his cheek. She smiled and shook his hand.
“Grazie, yes it was me,” she removed her hand and stood before him.
“This is Lucy, palace maid. She will take care of you. When you ready, we will meet the queen.” He straight away came to the point. He pointed to the short middle aged woman wearing the maid’s clothes and looking very neat. Sam gave her a smile.
“Okay,” she nodded.
“Then see you soon” He nodded and left.
“Good Evening madam,” said Lucy in her flawless English.
“You speak English well,” Sam complimented her.
“Yes, my mom is English,” she smiled.
“Come with me I will show you your room madam,” she started walking. Sam followed her.
“Thank you but please call me Sam,” Lucy nodded.
She smiled and walked through the hall. After climbing the stairs they came to row of rooms. According to Lucy, the left wing was for the royal family and the right was for guest. After passing few rooms they stopped at one door. Lucy opened the door and turned towards Sam.
“Hope you like it madam,” she smiled.
She entered the room. It was beautiful with a medium sized bed, cream colored curtains and different flowers arranged on the table. Lucy left the room after unpacking her bag.
“I will wait outside, when you are ready I will call Edward, ma’am” Lucy bowed and walked to the door.
“I told you to call me Sam,” she said smilingly. Lucy smiled and said yes. She left Sam to clean up and waited outside.
She went to the bathroom and cleaned herself. She didn’t have any formal dress so she wore simple jeans and a white top. She brushed her hair and added simple make-up. She was ready to meet the queen. She informed Lucy and waited for him outside her room. She glanced through the window when Edward entered the wing.
“Shall we go Miss White,” he smiled and she nodded.
“Please call me Sam, Mr. Ross,” she said while walking through the hall. The hall was amazing with high ceiling and antique furniture. Servants were cleaning the room and it is sparking.
“Only if you call me Edward,” he interrupted her thoughts. He was walking elegantly and was handsome. Is every man in Siena handsome? She smiled at herself for this thought.
“Sure Edward,”
“Okay Sam” they laughed together.
Finally they reached a room. He opened it and led her inside. It's one of the private rooms with a sofa and armchair on one side and a huge piano on the other side.
“The queen is busy. She will join us in 15 minutes.” Saying this he left the room. The room was huge and full furniture. There were portraits all over the room. She started seeing them one by one.
Suddenly the door opened and heard some clearing their throat. She turned to see who it was.
But she came face-to-face with Stefan. He looked into her shocked eyes and said,” You…. You are the wedding planner...?”
Oh god he is so handsome…. Came her first thought on seeing him.
She broke the contact and looked at him avoiding his eyes. She forced a smile and said “Yes, Your Highness,”


Chapter 4
Time stopped by for them as their eyes met and they started at each other for a while. Neither of them had spoken anything but went on seeing each other. Stefan can’t believe he could ever see her again. The only question now in his mind was why she is doing this? Did she really come to do the wedding planning?
Finally their contact had broken when the announcement was made about the queen's arrival. The queen entered the room and stood near to Stefan, who turned to his mother to greet.
“Hello mother, you called me?” He asked the queen. She quietly nodded her head and turned to Sam.
“Welcome dear,” the queen smiled and walked to her. As she drew nearer her expression suddenly changed. She stood there as if studying her and again regained her smiled.
“Thank you, your majesty,” Sam smiled at her and bowed a little. She never knew how doing the curtsy to the Queen.
“Please have a seat; I think you had a comfortable journey.” She gently laid her arm around her shoulder and pushed her to the sofa.
“Thank you; I had a pleasant journey,” Sam sat in front of her. Both of them sit face to face.
Stefan also joined them. He sat on arm chair facing Sam. His mom and Sam started talking and he kept looking at Sam. She hasn’t changed a bit. She had the same body feature, same height, same color and scar was still there. She looks more beautiful than ever. The smile he loved making her eyes glow. He still remembers the day when he saw her first.
Stefan, as all his friends call him at his university. No one really knew about him being the prince of the small kingdom in Siena, except his few close friends and the college authorities. He lives along with his roommate and best friend Noah. They have been friends since high school. While Stefan studied business, Noah studied physiology. Edward was also their friend but he chooses a different university to study.
That day he was driving his favorite car, Ferrari. He didn't care about the rules and regulation. Driving at full speed was his hobby.
“Dude you don’t have go at this speed,” yelled Noah. He is nervous of high speed as once he had the car accident. He is American but lives in Italy. His hair is dirty blonde with deep brown eyes and a muscular body. Noah is a handsome and youthful guy and also a best friend.
“My car is a Ferrari. I can’t insult it,” Stefan laughed eyeing his expressions.
“C’mon we reached university. Now slow down,” Noah said nervously clutching the handle.
“Whatever you say,” he chuckled and slow down a bit.
He turned his car towards the parking lot, parked in his spot and jumped outside. The school is already filled with students. He glanced around and picked his jacket to wear. While wearing his jacket he saw Noah irritatingly standing there. Stefan smiled to himself and threw the bag towards him. But he stepped back and missed it.
"What was that for?" Noah asked him seriously.
“So that…” Stefan couldn’t continue as they heard a girl’s low scream.
Standing near to them, they saw a girl rubbing her forehead with one hand and holding a bag with another. It was Stefan's bag.
"Shit" they both muttered.
Noah ran into her while he stood there watching them.
Stefan looked at that girl. She was facing back to him. She was wearing a black silk top and a colorful skirt. She tied her silky black hair into a pony. As he watched, the breeze caught the fabric, molding it to her hips and thighs, outlining her slender body. His blood stirred and Stefan thought to himself to move his gaze but he couldn't move a muscle.
Noah looked at her head and suddenly yelled at Stefan “dude you must see this,”
He turned to the girl and said something before leaving her alone.
Shit what could his bag do. It can’t bleed anyone… he thought
Stefan went to her and grabbed her arm to make her turn towards him. Suddenly she lost control and leaned much closer to him. He slides his hand around her waist making her stand much closer to him. Strong smell of strawberry hit him. He saw a little blood on her head. He cupped her face with one of his hands and he cleaned the blood with his handkerchief. She lifted her gaze to him and said “Thanks”. Her eyes held his breath. Those were the most beautiful