Chapter 34 - Prized Possession (2/2)

His words, however, had overridden the ecstasy that he was giving Olivia as she did mental calculations on which approach to take to save money: buy the product or just buy the whole company? If he will rip one each night, might as well buy the company, right? She was so lost in thought she didn't realize Maxen has stopped.

”Baby, your nose is bleeding,” Maxen panicked and grabbed the closest clothing item to him, pressing it on her nose. He abruptly stood and zipped up his pants, rushing to the door to bark orders to the three security detail outside. Locking the door, he strode back to the couch, his unbuckled belt made clanging noises. He bent down and picked up his white shirt and Olivia's ripped u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r which he tucked in his pants.

”Let's move to your bedroom before the royal physician comes over,” Maxen said, covering Olivia with his dress shirt and gingerly fastened the button to cover her n.a.k.e.d c.h.e.s.t because in his haste earlier he picked up her top and used it as a tourniquet to her bleeding nose.

”Let's stay here. I don't like strangers in my bedroom,” Olivia said flatly which earned her a raised eyebrow from Maxen.

”Okay… can I at least grab a blanket to cover your legs?”

Olivia contemplated for a second but caved in when she got shy to walk n.a.k.e.d with Maxen around after all their heat extinguished into thin air. ”Last door to your right.”

Maxen came back with a white duvet and pillows and prepared a makeshift bed on the couch for Olivia. Surprise was written all over his face while he washed his hands in that kitchen sink upon hearing the doorbell ring in less than 10 minutes.

That quick?

He opened the door for the guest and saw Jack looking disheveled, his forehead dripped with sweat a contrast to a smiling doctor beside him.

”Good evening, Sir. Do you live in the area? That was fast,” Maxen shook hands with the man in his 50s who had a stethoscope hanging over his neck and clutched a black leather medical bag with his other hand.

The doctor bowed and chuckled at how surprised Maxen was.

”I was called in earlier, Your Highness, and stayed just to make sure everything is alright before midnight.”

Maxen scrunched his brows, he was never informed about the royal physician being called earlier so he asked, ”If you don't mind me asking, why were you called in earlier?”

The royal physician cleared his throat and gave Maxen a derisive look. 'You don't have to pretend, Your Highness. Your secret is safe with me,' he thought to himself yet did not utter afraid to lose his job in the process. ”Your guest had a 'nosebleed' earlier, Your Highness, but I was informed as soon as my arrival that my service was no longer needed.”

Maxen maintained a straight face as he led the royal physician to the living room yet his eyes never left Olivia, his mind ran in circles as to what exactly happened while he was out and why he was not informed about it.

The royal physician assessed the crime scene.

Messy hair, check.

Topless Prince, check.

Gorgeous lady wearing His Highness's shirt, check.

He lifted a corner of his lip in mockery as he checked the poor lady splayed on the couch. He need not check this lady's vitals. It was clear as day as how rough their hanky-panky went down that night.