Hola my beautiful readers! Here is another chapter! Your positive reviews make my day! Hope you keep enjoying it. I can't please every one sorry if some of you don't agree with what I write. No one is forcing you to read this ;p Things between our favorite couple are going to start getting interesting from now on.

Mistakes are mine and I don't own anything that you might recognize.

Enjoy!

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In the private royal jet, Rachel was seating across from the Prince while she read the memo on what they had to do and whom they were going to meet. If it were up to the Prince, he would prefer seating somewhere else.

He was annoyed by just her presence. Ugh he needed to get laid.

The King and Queen were seating in another room of the plane for their own privacy.

Rachel eyes widened as she read the papers they gave her when she saw whom they were going to meet. It was the President of the United States and his wife. They were having dinner with all-important people all around the world.

"So remember to act in love, hold hands, stolen kisses but not to much cause then it looks fake," said Jawara, one of the men who happen to be the King's right hand and soon to be the Prince's right hand.

"I know Jawara, you've told us a million times," the Prince said as he kept watching a movie but could clearly tell how annoyed he was.

"Sorry Jawara he hasn't gotten his daily sexual escapade." Rachel said although she noticed the Prince sort of respected Jawara a little bit more even if he was a complete jerk either way.

Jawara wanted to laugh but then saw the Prince face and got serious. "Anyway relax for a little bit cause we will land soon enough and it is going to be chaos. But don't worry Miss we are all here to guide you through it."

"Thank you very much Jawara."

Jawara smiled and left to give them privacy.

Rachel went back to reading the folder and trying to memorize a couple of people so she wouldn't make a fool of herself. She felt eyes on her and when she looked at the Prince, sure enough he was glaring at her. She glared back and went back to read.

"What's your angle?" he asked rudely.

"What do you mean?" she asked without looking at him.

"Why are you always nice to everyone when you don't expect anything in return?" he asked and crossed his arms.

"I guess it's just the way I was raised, being a commoner and all," she said sarcastically.

"You're such an annoying, frustrating, wannabe miss perfect and I can't wait to get a divorce." He shoot daggers at her.

"Well you're an egotistical, arrogant, conceited, presumptuous, hopeless, know it all ass."

"Wow those are big words. Did it hurt trying to come up with them?"

Rachel scoffed and glared at him but went back to look at her folder. "I can't believe you're going to be King," she whispered but making sure he heard her.

"Excuse me?" he asked. He couldn't believe someone would question him.

"You heard me." She said without looking at him.

"How dare…?" he couldn't finish cause he was interrupted.

"We are getting ready to land," Jawara said from the door.

"Thank you," said Rachel.

"Yes thank you Jawara," the Prince said mocking his wife.

"Mature," she said sarcastically.

The Prince smirked at her while she glared at him as the plane landed. They weren't breaking eye contact any time soon until they heard someone clear their throat.

"Are you two done?"

The Prince and Rachel looked at the King with an amused Queen beside him.

"I apologize my King." Rachel said.

"Sorry father."

"Okay everyone. We are a big happy family. Let's go." Jawara said as he opened the door and Rachel was surprised at the screaming and cheering.

The King and Queen stood at the top of the stairs waving and then started to walk down the stairs. Then the Prince and Rachel did the same. She couldn't believe this and heart was beating really fast hoping she would do a good job and not disappoint her royal family.

"Pretty cool huh?" he whispered in her ear and giving her a kiss on the cheek.

She smiled lovingly at him, she was actress after all, and the crowd who was there for them to see them went wild.

The Prince and Rachel walked down the stairs hand in hand and headed to the crowd. They shook hands with as many people as they could and signing pictures of what Rachel noticed was the wedding. She couldn't believe this but loved every minute of it.

"Okay let's go. We're on a schedule."

Rachel and the Prince walked away from the crowd joining the King and Queen in their town car. The Prince and Rachel waved one last time before getting inside as well.

"Wow," that's all Rachel could say.

The Queen smiled at her. "Incredible right?"

"I didn't expect that. Honestly I didn't know you were famous." Rachel admitted.

"Why do you think our son acts the way he does?" the King says monotone.

"Darling," said the Queen.

"I'm sorry dear," the King looked at the Queen lovingly.

An hour later, they arrived at The Mandarin Hotel, in Washington DC were they would be staying for four days.

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The King and Queen were staying in the Presidential Suite while the Prince and Rachel stayed in the Oriental Suite next to them.

"Wait we are actually sharing a room?" Rachel asked shockingly as she eyed the single king bed.

"Miss its part of the whole charade." Jawara said.

Rachel nodded and walked out to the living room. "Well you will be taking the couch." She looked at the Prince.

He scoffed. "Like hell I am. I am the future King. Have never slept on a couch and I am definitely not sleeping on that couch."

She rolled her eyes as she turned on the TV and noticed the news was showing their arrival. She was in awe as she saw how good of an actress she was because she looked happy and very professional.

"I'll be back later," the Prince walked to the door but stopped when Jawara spoke.

"The dinner is at 8, get dressed and be ready by 6 please," Jawara said by the door.

The Prince walked out.

Jawara sighed and shook his head. "Miss if there is anything you need."

"I'm good thank you Jawara." Rachel smiled.

"If you want to order something to eat or drink go right ahead. I'll be back later to make sure you two didn't kill each other."

She laughed and nodded as he left the room.

Rachel went to the luggage and took out her dress. She was excited to wear it because it was so her. She laid it on the bed with her shoes next to it and then went out to order room service.

She was eating a cheeseburger with fries and a vanilla milkshake when the Prince came back. She didn't care so she didn't even acknowledge him and just kept watching TV while she ate.

"Jeez woman we are going to a dinner. How can you eat all that? That's a mans meal." He said impressed but still sounded rudely.

She snorted and rolled her eyes. "Why are you back so soon? Couldn't find a willing body?"

"I'm going to take a nap."

"And you're telling me why?" she asked without looking at him.

He groaned in annoyance and walked to the bedroom.

She remembered she had put her dress and shoes on the bed so she walked to see if he threw it on the floor but when she walked in, the dress was hanging on the closet with the shoes underneath it. She walked back to the table and finished eating.

Maybe he wasn't a complete asshole.

The Prince walked out of the room rubbing his eyes expecting to see his wife watching TV or whatever but he saw her sleeping on the couch. He made sure to clean around her and rolled the table out of the room and then picked her up and laid her on the bed.

Rachel slowly opened her eyes and noticed she wasn't in the living room but in the bedroom. She walked out to see if he was out there but there was no sign of him so she went to take a shower and get ready for the dinner.

The Prince closed the suite door and when he walked into the room he stopped dead in his track. Rachel was in a dress, her hair made and putting her second shoe on.

"Wow you actually look hot. If you weren't so annoying and uptight I would fuck you," he smirked with his arms crossed leaning against the wall.

Her eyes widened in shocked. "You're repulsive," she glared at him and looked at herself in the mirror. She did look good and it felt amazing him giving her a compliment but he was an asshole and he didn't deserve anything from her. "You should start getting ready we leave in an hour."

"Luckily for you it doesn't take much for me to look hot."

She rolled her eyes and walked out to the living room.

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The King, Queen, the Prince and Rachel got out of the town car and walked inside The White House. There were already a lot of people there and still more to come.

"King NZinga welcome."

"Mr. President thank you for having us. You know my wife and my son." The President smiled as he shook their hands. "And this is my son's wife and future Queen Rachel."

"A pleasure to meet you Mr. President." Rachel smiled. She was acting professional but internally she was freaking out. Not everyone had the privilege to meet him let alone talk to him.

Rachel watched as her new family walked towards their table and she followed right behind them. She couldn't believe she was here in The White House and it was just the beginning of being the Prince's wife.

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Rachel was exhausted as the Prince opened the door to their suite and they both walked in. She walked towards the room to change. "I'll change and come right out."

The Prince said walking behind her as he removed his suit jacket. "Look we are grown ups and the bed is big enough. If you don't mind we can share."

Rachel looked at him suspiciously. "No I'll sleep on the couch. After all you are the future King right?"

He rolled his eyes and scoffed. "I'm trying to be nice here."

"Since when?" she glared at him. "We don't like each other. So don't do me any favors," she grabbed her pajamas and went into the bathroom.

"Ugh you're such a bitch," he muttered.

"I heard that," she yelled from the bathroom.

"I meant you to," he yelled back.

When she was done in the bathroom, she walked out and stopped dead in her tracks. "What are you doing?" she asked looking at his naked chest and unbuttoned pants.

He smirked. "What? I can't change in front of my wife?"

She rolled her eyes and walked out of the room. She lied on the couch and soon fell asleep with a half naked someone on her mind.

In the morning, Rachel awoke from the smell of eggs and bacon. She got up and turned around seeing her 'husband' eating and another plate untouched which she figured it was hers. She went to the room first to brush her teeth and then joined him.

"Morning," she said as she took a bite of her breakfast that she had picked the night before so Jawara would know what to order for them.

"S'up," he said without looking at her.

She ate in silence while she felt his gaze on her. "It's not polite to stare," she said without looking at him.

"You're my wife, I can look all I want," he smirked.

She dropped her forked loudly to make it more dramatic than necessary. "I have to get ready," she got up and walked away to the room and away from his annoying stares.

TBC

I know there wasn't much in this episode but you'll see soon enough! Please review cause they make me want to update sooner! Until next time…

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