Juliet Capulet's POV

Only a day has passed since she first laid eyes on him. It felt like her entire world had stopped and it was only the two of them in the chapel. He was a handsome young man. His emerald green eyes melted her and she knew that those very same eyes were undressing her as well, and she didn't mind at all.

Just like the thoughts of the women gossiping in church, she wondered what he tasted like beneath the suit he wore. She was in the bathtub pondering how his body would feel like as she wraps her legs around his waist; how rough Prince Dante would take her because she would definitely like the feeling of it rough. Will she take her in this very tub where she lies? Maybe by the window with the curtains wide open and their naked bodies exposed for the entire Verona to see? Or maybe inside the elevator where their family business is at? The dirty thoughts of how she wanted him so bad played like a broken record over and over again. She was confused whether it was the relaxing water she was in that was making her wet, or was it her core?

If only she could have a little taste of the Prince, but what kind of Prince would want to ruin the beautiful image of the innocent Juliet Capulet without marrying her first? Innocent? She laughs at herself. What about Juliet Capulet was innocent besides her virginity?

Every night since she was 16, she would constantly sneak out of their home to party with the norms. She would rather party all night long than to be raised as a proper lady with a very heavy responsibility as a stupid Capulet.

All her life it revolved around high class social gatherings, many wealthy suitors which she would constantly turns down, and strict lessons on how to become a proper lady. But no, at night, she is the beautiful Maria De Luca, an orphan girl who works as a bartender at the Chambre where she is known for her bartending skills and amazing, yet very sexy dance moves. Which is quite ironic because despite the dirty dances and the current naughty little mind she had of the Prince, she was indeed a virgin. She wanted to save herself for someone special. I wonder if the Prince is that special someone. She thought to herself.

"When will I see you again, my Prince?" She says while slowly diving herself into the bubbly waters of her own ceramic bathtub. As she nearly submerged herself, a knock was made on her bathroom door.

"Who is it?" She calls out.

"It's me, my lady." She sighs in relief knowing that it was her personal maid, Nancy, the woman who took care of her since she was just a baby.

"Come in." Nancy steps in. Her old features were quite noticeable for a woman her age. The grey streaks of her that she neatly ties in a bun, her light blue eyes that has shown love and warmth, and the wrinkles that started to show on her face. Despite her old age, she was still the very lovely and beautiful woman that Juliet grew to love. She loved her more than she loved her own mother.

While her mother was too busy trying to look young again with all the nonsense surgeries that changes her body, Nancy took care of Juliet like how a real mother should.

"You're going out tonight again, are you?" Nancy says with her hands crossed against her chest.

Juliet gives her the most innocent smile she could ever hope to give. "What ever do you mean, mama Nancy?"

As much as Nancy loved it when Juliet would call her mama, she wouldn't want to infuriate Lady Capulet like last time. "Don't play dumb with me, my dear. You know you can't hide things from me."

Juliet playfully laughs at her while Nancy irritatingly sighs. "I'm just kidding, Nans."

The maid's hands were now on her hips. "Juliet, you know you can't keep doing this. If your family finds out, I am worried of what they will do to you. Oh my dear loving God," she does the sign of the cross. "Especially your brother, Matteo."

"What else are they going to take away from me that they haven't already? If it is this... this freedom that I seek, then over my dead body will they take it away from me!" Juliet quickly gets up from the bathtub exposing her naked body. She grabs her towel, covers herself, and quickly gets out of the shower.

"Juliet, I love you and I care about you. But you must stop these childish acts. Your parents only want what's best for you." Nancy tries to explain to the poor child as she follows her back to her room.

"But you know that this, all of this! It does not make me happy! These fancy clothings in this giant wardrobe, these kind of parents that only focus on themselves rather than the happiness of their own children, a selfish brother who only cares about himself, everything!" She sits on the bed with her hands crossed on her chest and softly cries to herself.

"Juliet!" Nancy places her hands on the poor girl's bare wet back.

"Y- you know that this doesn't make me happy. I can never be happy as a Capulet. I don't want to be a puta Capulet!"

Juliet. Nancy gives her a pitiful look, and gives her a tight hug, and smiles. "Come. Let's get you ready."

Juliet looks at her in surprise and then smiles as soon as she realizes that she is being permitted to go. Maybe not by her "parents," but by the woman who loves her no matter what. "Nans." She says before looking at the time.

It is almost midnight and she hasn't chosen the perfect dress for tonight. She goes through each of her dresses one by one and grimaced at how fancy they look. Geez. How much fancier can these rich farts get? She inwardly rolls her eyes.

As she continues to look for the perfect dress, she came across one. It was a burgandy colored dress that slightly shows her cleavage, but completely shows her bare back. It falls all the way down to her ankles, but the only thing that Juliet hates about it is the little ruffles on the hem. She grabs a pair of scissors in her dresser and cuts off the annoying ruffles in the bottom. She looks at the dress, still not satisfied with the turnout and out of boredom and curiosity, she slits one side of the dress that way it will expose her thigh. She slips on the dress and fixes her hair in an elegant bun. She uses bobby pins with black pearls to hold her bun together.

Once she was done with her hair, she applied simple makeup on her face which only consists of a black eye liner and black mascara that brightens her violet eyes; and a burgundy matte lipstick to match her dress.

She looks on the bottom of the wardrobe to see what shoes she should wear. She rummages through all the heels she has and comes across a pair of ankle high boots with two inch heels. She kind of felt as if she was Alice in the first Resident Evil movie, only they are living in a normal world without the zombie apocalypse.

Nancy noticed at how mature and beautiful Juliet has become and she couldn't help but cry. "Oh. My dear child. You are so beautiful!" She approached Juliet and placed her hands on her cheeks.

Juliet examines the feel of Nancy's hands. They were very rough from all the labor she's done all the years in their home. As much as she wanted to help her throughout those years, she was prohibited to do even the most simple household chores such as washing dishes.

Nancy, then, gives Juliet serious look. "You go have fun tonight, but do not forget this." She bends over to Juliet's unexposed thigh and wraps a holster on the upper thigh. The holster holds three black throwing knives, and she knows very well that Juliet is very skilled with her aim.

"Oh Nans. You never fail to impress me." Juliet grins. Before leaving her room, she grabs her black leather body purse. She, then, goes to her balcony and carefully grabs on the vines that held tightly on the outside wall.

As soon as she finally reaches the ground, she looks up and notices that Nancy was waving her goodbye. Juliet smiles and returns the wave back. She, then, quietly proceeds to the gates of the mansion and cautiously watches out for any guards. She mentally slaps herself on the forehead as soon as she remembers that there was only one guard on the look out tonight and that was in the very entrance of the gates.

It slipped her mind that her family went on a complete budget and had to minimize the staffs of their own home due to a massive company loss. It was her brother's fault in the first place, investing millions of dollars to a company who he thought would help their family's company escalate globally. Little did he know, it was a trap.

Juliet approaches a rose bush and goes behind it. The rose bush hid the small entrance she made since she was in her teen years and it helped her sneak out without getting caught since then.

As soon as she was finally out of her home, she takes a deep breath of the cold night air and smiles to herself. She pulls out a black mask from her small body purse and admires the little red glittered rose on the side. "This will be one of those nights that I will definitely never forget."

A/N: I know what you're thinking... FINALLY, Juliet's POV!