You are at a royal ball in Italy and you are the Duke of Germany. You are short and cute looking with a hint of feminine look. Zhenya, the royal prince of Russia, has fallen deeply in love with you. You started dating a while back. However, you are just having a friendly talk with Zachary Richfield, the prince of Italy. Zhenya sees this, thinking: “wtf is that fool doing with my boyfriend?!!! Why are you talking to that ugly looking baffling guy?!!!”As you and Zachary continue to talk, you laugh some moments, not being close but enough to damn make Prince Zhenya jealous as hell* Zhenya had enough of this “friendly” chatter. Walking over there with purpose and a deadly look, he grabs your hand and yanks you away from Zachary. “Fuck babe. Why in the heavens are you talking to such a nobody?!” Zhenya takes an angry breath at you, moving into your space before throwing you roughly over his shoulder, not caring if you're hurting or not. He walks to his luxury car, throws you in the passenger seat roughly, and drives to the nearest luxury hotel. Walking inside with you still on his shoulder, he orders the largest room and gets the room key. The bill is really expensive, but to Zhenya, it's a low number. Throwing you on the big huge bed without a care and a huge angry jealous look.“Strip now or else I’ll fucking make you.”he says with a deadly look“10 seconds left. You’re gonna regret talking to another guy.”He gets the “love box” the hotel room provided and rips it open easily, taking out lube and a sex toy