My Prince Of Edinburgh's

Chapter 22. We'll See Later, Dara.

"Marry, where's the kid?" ask Portia. He came with a reddened face holding back anger.

"There's in his room, ma'am. Did Nicholas cause any more trouble?"

Portia did not answer the assistant's question. The woman climbed the stairs to Nicholas' room on the second floor.

The young man was wrapped in a blanket. Even his head only saw the end. Portia growling. Roughly, he pulled the blanket that covered Nicholas' body.

"What the ...." Nicholas wanted to curse, but a moment later, "Hey, Mom. Ah, you're so pretty today."

Portia squinted her eyes. "You owe me an explanation, Nic." The tone of the woman's voice was clearly suppressed in such a way, in order not to sound explosive. She's a Duchess, no matter how angry she is, she has to look elegant.

"Owh, I .. don't understand what you mean."

"Nicholas!"

"Okay, okay." Nicholas raised his hand. He was horrified to see the mother's neck veins that began to be clearly visible. "I saved a girl from the attack of the Magic Grandmother" he explained.

Portia exhaled violently while shaking her hands. Then he scratched his forehead. Unfortunately, why could she give birth to a boy like this.

"You've embarrassed me in front of Minister Pedana, Nic. Brava! Bravo!"

"Thanks, Mom," chuckles Nicholas.

Portia growling. What should he do with this boy. "But, in order to restore the Johanssen family's reputation in front of the Prime Minister, you must take his daughter to dinner."

"Huh? Dinner with that ugly-looking tooth-cawed girl?" peekut Nicholas.

"Good, Nicholas! Keep talking!" portia. He had lost patience with his youngest son.

"That's reality, Mom."

"I've talked about this with Mr. Sturgeon. Later that night, you'll take Alena Sturgeon to dinner at Abey." Portia mentioned the name of one of her restaurants. "I don't want to hear a rebuttal from you, do you understand, Nicholas?"

"This is also to maintain good relations between the Sturgeon and Johanssen families. So, be a submissive child," he added.

"Didn't Alena have a prettier brother?"

"Hour seven nights, Nic. Don't be late."

"Damn!" Nicholas hit his bed hard. He doesn't like this. He just understood, his family is still confined to the medieval tradition. Match their children to business and politics.

Worse still, making himself a victim to be close to the government, so that the Johanssen family avoid taxes.

"Disgusting (Nasty)!" objurgation.

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Nicholas is fucking. That ugly girl was on campus with him. He who had never seen the girl anywhere, now had to be willing Alena always appeared in front of him. In fact, the first time he met the girl at the gala dinner, he looked shy.

As of this moment, as he was talking to Alastair and Aegon, Alena suddenly appeared before him out of nowhere. Unfortunately, his two best friends who were very violent actually left him with Alena.

"I hope you don't mind our family's dinner tonight." Alena grimaced, revealing her braces that made Nicholas nauseous.

"Oh, I strongly object" said Nicholas frankly. He did not want to give the girl any hope of getting close to him. Truly, Alena is the girl with the worst face she has ever met.

"Why?" alena asked with a sad face.

"Because ...." Nicholas stopped his words when he saw Dara passing not far from him. "Become!" call him.

Dara who was shocked to see Nicholas, hurriedly stepped quickly avoiding the young man.

"In the meantime," she told Alena.

Nicholas chases Dara and drags her back to where she belongs, facing the braces. "Because, I don't want to make my girlfriend jealous."

Dara rounded her eyes. Just as the girl was about to say something, Nicholas hurriedly pulled her into a hug and silenced her mouth.

"J-so? Dinner is off?" alena asked with teary eyes.

"Cancel," said Nicholas. He still silenced Dara's mouth despite the girl's attempts to rebel. It was only after Alena grumbled away that Nicholas let go of her hand.

"You just saved me from that ugly girl" Nicholas said.

"I don't understand what you mean. And don't judge a woman's physique like that. You have no feelings!"

Nicholas ruffled his hair rough. "You don't know how bad I am."

"What happened?"

The young man exhaled his breath violently. "I was betrothed to the girl. You satisfied?"

Dara immediately closed her mouth so that her laughter did not escape. Looking at Nicholas' desperate face, to be honest he really wanted to laugh at him. He had to breathe a few times to stay calm.

"Now you know, I'm not as lucky as you think." Nicholas reminded Dara of the girl's outpouring last night.

"It's what year it's been-,"

"I know, I know," cut Nicholas. He already mentioned, his family is stale.

"Are you going to get in big trouble if you refuse that match?" dara asked, trying to sympathize with the young man's fate.

"Come ...."

"Access your money will be frozen by your family" Dara guessed.

"Maybe."

"Then accept the match, Nic. You won't be able to live poor" quipped Dara, pointing at Nicholas.

"Hmm." Nicholas stroked his chin. "What if I take Alena to the plastic surgeon?"

Dara hits Nicholas' arm off. "You're outrageous. His face isn't that bad."

"Don't you see the braces?"

Dara pinched his forehead. "Nic, I've had a lot of problems. Don't you add any more to your ridiculous business." He shook his hand and passed from before Nicholas.

"Hey, you're my friend. What kind of friend wouldn't listen to his friend's complaints?"

"I'm not your friend, Nic."

"You don't want to be friends with me?"

"Absolutely unwilling," asserted Dara. He continued his steps which had stopped.

"Then, how about you just be my girlfriend?"

Dara shakes. "In your dreams!"

"Come on, we've slept one bed and ...."

Dara turned her body. He who had not wanted to listen to Nicholas' words, now walked up to the young man.

"And what?" Dara squinted her eyes at Nicholas full of probing. "Nic?" exacting.

"And .. nothing happened. Only one bed to sleep on," chuckled Nicholas. He likes to play Dara. The look on the girl's face was adorable.

Dara hissing. "I don't want to be your friend, let alone your girlfriend. Oh, maybe when I reincarnate the seventh time. That's all I have to think about a thousand times."

"You hurt my feelings, Dara. Really!"

"Thanks" Dara replied ironically. The girl waved as she pulled the corner of her lips and passed from before Nicholas.

Nicholas looked at his smile. Girls who are hard to approach must be special. Dara's attitude and figure made her want to disturb the girl. Just looking for his attention, or maybe more.

"We'll see, Dara" he murmured.

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