Chapter 46
💄THE EXCLUSIVE
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Written and owned by: Blessing D writes
(Lilian. Simon. Ethan)
Writer’s P O V
**Three weeks later**
“So, for Pink’s sake, I have agreed to provide two guards that will protect you just in case they come for you. But it’s not gonna last for long tho. I’ll be solving that problem soon.” Prince Reagan said staring from Lilian to Ethan.
“Thank you your Highness,” Lilian thanked feeling grateful.
Pink smiled proudly as she stood beside Prince Reagan. She has been asking him for this and he has finally agreed to grant her, her request. And he even offered to go with her to meet them when she made to leave with Simon.
She doesn’t p@rticularly know the reason why he wanted to tag along tho but she didn’t think much of it.
Pink turned to face Prince Reagan.
“Thank you, Reagan. I really appreciate this,” she said and flu-shed at the way he was staring intensely at her.
Not minding that Simon, Lilian and even Ethan were inside that small sitting room with them. He placed his hands on her w@!st and pu-ll-ed her closer to himself.
The move was fast. Pink br£@st hit his ha-rd che-st ma-king Pink’s eyes wi-den a bit.
She g@sped out.
“My prince,” she called and made to struggle free from his hold. He was really ma-king her b©dy burn and with the number of familiar eyes staring at them, she doesn’t want what prince Reagan was about to do to continue.
“Why?” Prince Reagan sm-irked. His hold on her w@!st ti-ght£ñing.
“Can’t I k!ssyou? You are mine anyways.” He asked and stated. Briefly glancing at Ethan.
Without Simon revea-ling what he saw to him. One could clearly see that Ethan was falling de-eply for Pink.
All this while that he has been speaking to them. He noticed Ethan mostly staring at Pink. He was watching their clos£ness and that annoyed Prince Reagan a lot.
So right now. All he wants to do, the main purpose he even c@m£ at the first place was to warn him to get his eyes off Pink.
Prince Reagan’s eyes returned back to Pink’s. His eyes landed on herl-ips and he drew closer to her. Pink moved her head backwards and kept moving her head backwards until she couldn’t anymore.
Prince Reagan’sl-ips almost t©uçhed hers but she used her palm to cover hisl-ips.
“Let’s do this later,” she said pleading with her eyes.
“Ok,” Prince Reagan cooed and pe-cked her forehead instead before returning his gaze back to Ethan.
“I’ll like to have a word with you,” he stated before moving out of the sitting room.
Ethan reluctantly followed him out while Pink ran into their small kitchen to arrange the foodstuffs she brou-ght along with her.
Lilian and Simon remained the only ones at the sitting room.
“Hey big guy, what’s up? You look so worried, so disturbe-d. What is bothering you?” Lilian asked hoping she could start up a conversation with Simon.
She has really seen how ha-rd it is for Simon to speak out. He might be swallowing down a pain on his own now.
Simon lifted his eyes to stare at Lilian. Well, for the past three weeks he noticed that Lilian has been trying ha-rd to get his attention but he wasn’t so sure about it. Considering what happened with Celia, how he loved Celia and because of Prince Reagan Celia betrayed him and ran to Prince Reagan.
He didn’t take offense with Prince Reagan tho. Just Celia who kept her tricks up until the King made Prince Reagan court her.
“Come on, you can talk to me. It’s better than bottling up that sadness, it’ll kill you slowly. They say a problem shared is a problem half solved. Why don’t you give me a chance?” Lilian asked moving closer to stand with Simon.
Simon kept his face neutral of every thing he was thinking. He just kept wondering if it was okay to speak and get close to her. She is beautiful and all, same height and stature with Pink, she has de-ep blue eyes but he wasn’t really sure.
“Come on big guy. Hmm,” Lilian fluttered her eye lid trying to get him to talk.
Simon let out a de-ep sigh after minutes before settling down on a sofa there. Lilian smiled taking it that he was re-ady to talk. So she quic-kly sat down beside him, she cu-mpped her jaw and fixed her eyes on him re-ady to listen to what he has to say.
Few meters away from the door of the house. Prince Reagan turned to focus his gaze on Ethan.
“So, I know you have an eye for Amanda.” Prince Reagan started going straight to the point.
“I want you to find a way to get rid of every feelings you have got her. I don’t want to warn you twice. Amanda is mine and will forever be mine,” Prince pointed out.
Ethan scoffed.
“Yours? Is she your wife? She is not your wife. You alre-ady have a wife, why are you claiming her as yours?” Ethan didn’t know where he got to courage to speak to Prince Reagan that way. Guess it was due to anger.
“I will make her my wife. I’m just waiting for the right timing. I don’t want to repeat myself man. If you continue eye fv¢king her then I’ll have no other choice. Well, you won’t have to fear the crown prince, the king or the queen. I’ll make you fear me, trust me it won’t be easy. I’ll torture you slowly till your b©dy runs cold,” Prince Reagan said throu-gh gritted teeth.
The intensity of his words registered fear into Ethan’s b©dy but he didn’t show it.
He just kept glaring back at Prince Reagan with his hands fisted.
“Is that a threat then?” Ethan asked.
Prince Reagan smiled, he relaxed back before his eyes turned cold again.
“I don’t blab so you should know,” he sm-irked.
“What is going on?” They both heard Pink’s voice. Their face changed, their angry glares disappearing from their eyes immediately.
“Nothing,” Ethan mumbled before walking pas-s Pink.
“What did you say to him?” Pink asked pointing at Ethan.
Prince Reagan gave her a confused gaze.
“Say to him? We were just talking. We might even before friends,” Prince Reagan said gr-abbing her by the w@!st and smashing hisl-ips on hers.
Ethan walked a few meters before turning back to see the Prince hungrily k!ss!ngPink.
“as-s-hole,” he muttered angrily before storming into that house. He went straight to his room without sparing Simon and Lilian a glance.
Lilian on her own didn’t even notice her brother’s anger. She was too focused on Simon to notice any other thing happening.
“So, can I trust you?” Simon asked briefly glancing at Lilian.
“Yes,” Lilian nodded her head.
“Ok.” Simon mouthed.
“So, I have a son with a girl who is married to another person. That person is my friend and he thinks my son is his. I don’t know how to go about it. I’m confused because my friend might find out anytime from now on his own,” Lilian revealed.
Lilian remained muted after his revelation. She pondered and digested his words before speaking.
“You have to tell your friend about it then before he finds out. Your friend might take you as a betrayer. You have to tell her, and not only telling him. Explain things to him carefully and if your friend truly values your friendsh!p, he’ll un-derstand and forgive you. It’s way better for the both of you,” Lilian advised.
Simon nodded twice
“That will be extremely difficult. Very difficult, but I’ll find a way to do it. Thanks,” Simon thanked and stood up.
Lilian stood up with him.
“You’re leaving?” Lilian asked.
“Yes. I have to drive the prince and his…..his mistress,” Prince Reagan said even tho he knows Pink is much more than a mistress to the Prince.
“Ok. Are you coming back tomorrow then?” Lilian asked smiling.
“That depends on the mistress.” He stated.
“Okay then. I’ll see you tomorrow because I’ll find a way to drag her down here,” Lilian chuckled at the end.
“Okay. Have a nice day,” Simon said before existing the sitting room.
Lilian fell back on the sofa with her heart beating fas-ter than usual. The smile on her face remained there.
Chapter 47
(Can’t kill. DNA)
Writer’s P O V
“I wanna go run a shower. I’m all h0t from all your S-xual as-sault,” Pink said to Prince Reagan as soon as they got back to the shared house. She hopped out of the car before leaving.
Prince Reagan watched as Pink swayed her behind as she walked away.
“What has she been up to?” He asked out loudly.
“Eh… nothing much but I saw her handing something to a maid. It looks like a birthday card so I didn’t investigate much. It was the maid’s birthday afterall,” Simon narrated.
“Are you sure it’s just a normal birthday card? Have you seen her speaking to the maid secretly before?” Prince Reagan questioned.
“No, that was the first time,” Simon replied.
“Then find the maid. There must be something else. A reason behind it or it’s just a cover up by Amanda. She’s smart, I know how much she wants to meet the King. I think that maid will help her see the King,” Prince Reagan reasoned.
“The maid is currently not in the palace. But I’ll still ask around for her,” Simon revealed.
“More reason for you to suspect everything she does. The last thing I want is Amanda getting hurt. I’ll be meeting my father on his birthday which is next tomorrow anyways. He’ll grant me any wish of mine, I’m waiting for his birthday,” Prince Reagan said and sighed before getting down from the car.
Simon got down with him.
“Yes, my prince. I’ll search for that maid,” Simon said.
Prince Reagan entered into his own p@rt of the shared house. His words with Ethan c@m£ back at him.
*Yours? Is she your wife? She is not your wife. You alre-ady have a wife, why are you claiming her as yours?*
He remembered that question from Ethan. It annoyed him but brou-ght confidence into him.
Maybe it’s time I confirm my suspicious, Prince Reagan thought before turning to the swing that leads to Celia’s and Frank’s room.
Just at the door. He saw little Frank standing with a maid, seems the maid was about taking him for a walk.
“Where is his mom?” Prince Reagan asked the maid.
“Your Highness, his mother has not been in the palace since morning. I was asked to take care of him,” the maid bowed and replied.
“Hello little guy,” Prince Reagan squ-atted down to the boy’s height. His eyes drifted to the boy’s back since he was just wearing a singlet. His eyes landed on the p@rticular position he wanted his eyes to land.
His eyes searched that area but he didn’t find a mark there.
“Does he have any birth marks?” He lifted his eyes to the maid in question.
“I have no idea my prince. The princess doesn’t allow us bath him, she baths him herself,” the maid answered.
Prince Reagan let out a weird smile. He patted the boy’s shoulder while staring into his eyes.
“I’m afraid your mother has betrayed me. But not to worry, I’ll love you regardless.” He said to the Frank but Frank didn’t un-derstand a word there aside ‘Mother’. Well, obviously.
“Stay well kid,” he added before standing tall.
He walked back into his room before calling Simon into his room.
He picked up a syringe holding Frank’s blood.
“I nee-d you to run a DNA test, I nee-d to confirm if Celia has really been lying to me. I nee-d to confirm is Frank is my real son which I alre-ady doubt seeing he doesn’t have the mark royal bloods have,” Prince Reagan said to Simon while staring at the mirror.
He waited for Simon to reply him and then leave as usual but Simon didn’t. He found that weird so he turned to look at Simon.
And there, Simon was staring at him like he saw a ghost.
“Are you alright? Look I know you consider Celia your younger sister but I still nee-d to find this out. So plea-se, I nee-d the result even tonight,” before the king’s birthday, he said while tou-ching Simon’s rigid b©dy.
He left Simon and entered his bathroom to shower. He failed to see the real look behind that ghosted look on Simon’s face or perhaps he just pretended he didn’t see anything or interpreted the look wrongly.
Simon stared at the blood in the syringe and he could only think of one think.
Why today? Why so soon?
**
The crown prince at the call of his mother entered his room to see the royal adviser inside his mother’s room. That got him really confused seeing that the royal adviser was the only one there.
He went further into the room. He Ignored the old man and called out his mother.
“Mother! Mother!” The queen appeared with her hands behind her and a smile on her face. She was also putting on a linger.
“Mother, what is he doing inside your chambers? What do you think the King will say when he hears of this?” The crown prince asked eyeing the Royal adviser.
“I didn’t get here on my own child. The queen f0rç£d me here and I’m also curious why,” the royal adviser defended himself.
The queen got to the royal adviser.
“Oh you’ll get to know the reason why,” the queen cooed and out of the blues daggered the royal adviser on his che-st.
Both the royal adviser and the crown prince g@sped out in shock.
“Oh, no one messes or speak ill of my son and live long,” the queen said with an evil grin before pu-lling out the dagger from his che-st.
The royal adviser fell down flat on the ground with blood oozing out from his injury.
The crown prince g@sped again and didn’t know when his bu-tt hit the floor ha-rd in both fear and horror.
“What did you…what did you just do mother?” The crown prince asked shaking up.
“I wanted to do this while you watched.
You have to take care of your brothers, starting from Reagan that spoilt br@t.” The queen said before dropping the dagger on the cold b©dy on the floor.
“I asked you why you did this. Why did you kill someone? And with your own hands?” The crown prince asked, his voice cracking as he spoke.
“That’s the only way, Marcus. We have to get rid of everyone of them. I want you to kill your brothers. Don’t make the same mistake I made by leaving my sister alive all because we are one blood. Don’t let them take the throne from you,” the queen advised moving closer to the crown prince who moved closer to the door in fear, away from his mother.
The queen smiled instead. He got to him before squ-atting to become eye level with him.
“You’ll say you saw him trying to s£dûç£me since I was in my linger. He tried forcing me to be-d and I fearfully put the dagger in his che-st. It was out of self defense.”
“Since it’s a day to the king’s birthday he’ll bury the matter quic-kly because of it.” The queen said taking her hand to his shoulder.
She dried up her bloody hand on his garment
“I can’t. I can’t do it. I can’t. I can’t kill, I don’t know how to kill.” The crown prince shook his head now panicking.
“Then do you want me to get killed? Do you realize if you let me die it will hunt you forever and….you’ll lose the throne so now get re-ady. Use that lady to lure Reagan out and then, kill him. Make sure he bleeds to death. That is the only way my dear son,” the queen instructed before standing tall again.
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