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Prince Mathew York's POV

I walked with Viola out of the principal's office, my guards were waiting for me. "So, Miss Viola. Are you ready? Do you need to take anything with you from your room?" I said, rather formally.

I didn't know how to talk to her yet. She wasn't a businesswoman, and not even a woman yet. But she wasn't a young girl, either.

She giggled lightly. "So formal! Please call me Viola, and I will call you Mathew. And yes, I need to go to my room immediately to pack up my clothes in a small bag and..."

I cut her off, "You won't need clothes. We will go shopping, and I'll buy you anything you want. What else?"

She raised an eyebrow. "Buy things for me? Why?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "Because you are my partner's daughter?" I don't know if I was telling her or asking myself.

But money wasn't a big deal for me. To buy some stuff and spend thousands of dollars was normal, actually.

She pointed her finger at my nose, mocking. "Yes, just one more thing. Don't fall in love with me." She winked at me.

And I stood cemented in my place, shocked by her guts. Was she kidding? I will never fall for my partner's daughter! And most of all, I will never fall for a human girl... Or maybe I will?!

I spaced out, and she snapped her fingers. "Hey! Come back to earth, Mr. Mathew. I was just kidding. Actually, I don't mind falling for a hot, handsome man like you." She licked the corner of her mouth.

I widened my eyes, then I cupped her jaw. "Don't talk in that way! You are not a whore. Got that?" I said in a grating tone, sternly.

She blinked and nodded her head politely. "Yes, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." She apologized immediately.

I turned my head away from her. "Now, let's go back to your room. I need to get some stuff from there." I said, and she gasped, "You want to get stuff from my room?!"

I blurted out firmly and grabbed her hands, "Yes, now show me your room."

And she silently obeyed and walked with me... Until we've reached her room. I took a short glimpse here and there until - I had found what I wanted. I walked to her desk and grabbed the pictures. "Now, you need to burn all of your ex-boyfriend pictures and stuff. Are you still in love with him?" I asked her, out of curiosity.

Actually, I have no idea why I wanted her to end everything and leave no trace back to her relationship. Something was deeply pushing me into this.

She said, haughtily and confidently, "That trash?! I wasn't in love with him, and I have never fallen in love before with any. I even hated my father."

I raised my head up and gazed at her plainly. "Then why the hell did you...?"

She sighed. "I was desperate and feeling so lonely. I wanted someone by my side to care about me, that's all." she said, in a frustrated tone, lowering her gaze to the floor.

Her voice, her facial expressions, even her body language and emotions were new to me, and attracted me somehow, like a magnet. Made me drown deeply into her green eyes, as if I have never seen green eyes before.

And yes, the girl was hot. Her body was just perfect, but I didn't look at her that way at all. She was my partner's daughter, for God's sake, so... I was practically like her uncle, something like that. Even so, the gap in age between us was not huge, but she was a little girl to me. I will never touch her or even...

Fuck! What am I even thinking of?! Why am I thinking of her?

She pushed her hands in my jacket, and I startled a bit. "What are you doing?"

She blinked. "Searching for a lighter to burn the pictures!"

I nodded. "Um, okay... My men will do it. Now, let's go."

She smiled and mouthed mutely, 'Thank you, Mathew.'

I smiled back and placed my arms over her back, walking out of her room... to spend my next couple of days in my hotel with the girl that I didn't meet ever before.

I have never taken care of anyone before. And now, I should tame that girl and take care of her!

We reached my limo, and before we could get into the back couch... Jake stood far away, staring at Viola as if he wanted to eat a piece of her.

That guy looked so deeply in love with her. I should know why he has tried to force her for sex if he loved her that much.

I teased Jake by opening the door for Viola and leaned closer to her. "I guess he is so jealous because you are leaving with me." I murmured.

She turned her head nonchalantly to my neck, to only make me shiver from the strong, adorable scent of her body that was mixed with my favorite perfume. "So, don't fall for me like him. He is obsessed with me."

I gulped nervously at her words, and she got inside the backseat and gazed back at Jake, who was huffing and puffing angrily, without even taking his eyes away from Viola or me.

I guess she was kind of right. But why did she insist on warning me for the second time in less than fifteen minutes?! Why was she so sure from her strong affection over other men?! Well, she had no idea whom she was dealing with! I'm not into love at all.

And that's why I have said to her once the driver started up the limo, "I'm not in love at all. Don't worry."

She smirked sheepishly. "We will see, handsome."