My Prince Of Edinburgh's

Chapter 25. Heating Room.

A loud knock on the bedroom door kept Dara awake from her sleep. But, the girl was lazy to get out of her bed. Until Nicholas's voice called him made him remember that the young man was staying at his apartment.

"What else, anyway, that person, haduuh!" Dara ruffled her hair rough.

"Become! Dara, help me!"

Nicholas' voice rang out from behind the door. Dara yawned once, then lazily dragged her steps towards the door.

"What?" ask her with a hoarse voice. Nicholas is still fresh.

Nicholas grimacing. "I can't sleep. The sofa is too narrow," he said. "The room warmers don't seem to be working either. I'm cold."

Dara's back to yawning. "Just sleep on the floor" he said. "The room warmers are dead. I haven't paid the bill."

"Then, how was my fate?" ask Nicholas to wash.

"Where do I know." Dara put her shoulders down. "Already, don't bother me. I'm so sleepy."

Nicholas held back the door that Dara was about to close. The act of pushing the door between them.

"Your room seems pretty warm. Maybe you'd like to share a bed with me?"

"Can't! You're the one who wants to stay here. So, just accept what it is." Dara tried to close the door to her room, but Nicholas kept her.

"Do you have the heart to see me suffer?" ask Nicholas.

"No need to dramatize things!" hardik Dara's. He tried to close the door and succeeded.

Dara took a deep breath while leaning her back against the door. Suddenly his heart was worried.

"Damn it!" mean it. Nicholas's face suddenly pityed him. Maybe the young man was really cold. The blanket he gives is quite thin because he usually uses it to coat the blanket he wears.

With a heavy heart, Dara opened the door of her room. And Nicholas is still standing there.

"I know you don't have the heart for me," chuckles Nicholas happily. "So can I come in?" tanyanya expectantly.

Dara clucked. Because I had to let Nicholas into his room.

"Thank you, Dara," said Nicholas with a beaming face. Then, without waiting for the cue from Dara, he rushed into the girl's room.

"Damn! The bed is very narrow."

"Hey! Aargh!" Dara was about to prevent Nicholas from getting on the bed, but the young man was already lying there.

"But your blanket is quite thick, and your bed is quite comfortable" Nicholas said, covering his body with a blanket. He did not lie when he told Dara that he could not sleep. The sofa in the living room is really uncomfortable to sleep and makes his body ache.

Dara nodded slowly. Now, his confused self would sleep where.

"Why stand there? Come on!" pinta Nicholas patted the empty spot beside him.

Dara rolled her eyeballs. He knows the intellect of Nicholas. The young man must be planning something.

"Well, come here!" pinta Nicholas is back. "Don't be afraid. I promise I won't fuck around."

Dara still feels suspicious of Nicholas even though the young man promises not to do anything indecent to him.

And no matter what happened to Dara, he was lying beside Nicholas, though he was bounded by a roll in their midst.

Though risky, but, somehow deep down, he trusts Nicholas. Although his mouth warned the young man not to mess around, but, his heart said differently. Dara felt safe in Nicholas' presence. How quaint.

"You seriously haven't paid the heating bill yet?" ask Nicholas.

Dara who almost fell asleep again woke up to hear Nicholas' question. The girl shook her head.

"There's so much pity. Let me pay you, just think of it as rent to stay here last night," said Nicholas.

"Become?!" call Nicholas.

"Hmm."

"You're asleep?"

"I'm asleep" answered Dara.

Nicholas heard Dara's answer. Where any sleeping person can talk. He looked back into the bolster. He saw Dara's eyes closed. He noticed for a moment the girl's sweet face while resting her chin on the bolster.

Her breathing sounded regular. This means that the girl is already asleep, or in the process of heading to dreamland.

Nicholas's hand slowly set aside the children's hair that covered Dara's face. Then his thumb rubbed the girl's cheek.

A smile rose from his lips. "Oidhche mhath (Good sleep), Dara," he said in Scottish Gaelic.

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"So, Nicholas told you that the reason for canceling the dinner was because of his girlfriend?" portia asked Alena who was sitting opposite her.

He was in the living room of his mansion, along with his second daughter, Alexandra, and also Alena, the daughter of the prime minister.

"Yes, Mrs Johanssen," replied the girl in a toothache with a sad face.

"Nicholas has a girlfriend?" ask Portia to Alexandra.

The beautiful blonde girl shook her hands. "At least just last night's boyfriend," he chuckled.

Portia shook her head slowly. "Nicholas is a little unruly. That's why I really hope to you, Alena .. If you get close to her, you can make her better."

Alena looked at her smile. He liked Nicholas when he first met face-to-face at the gala dinner that night. Although, he already knew Nicholas from a long time ago because they were one campus. It's just that girls are unlikely to get the attention of a Nicholas Johanssen, if they don't use their father's powers as prime minister.

"Mum, I have an idea" said Alexandra.

"What's that?"

"Previously sorry, Alena .. because I have to say this. You have to change your appearance if you want to get Nicholas' attention."

Portia swerved towards Alexandra, protesting her daughter's remarks for fear of offending Alena.

"No, Mum .. This is serious" Alexandra said. He looked at Alena.

"I can help you" said the girl later.

Alena smiled happily. He nodded in agreement. He thought his father wouldn't mind. This is to get the attention of Nicholas. His father also knows that the support of the Johanssen family is crucial to his campaign to continue in the next general election.

Yes, the girl who accompanied the youngest son of the Johanssen family must be beautiful.

"See, Mum, Alena agree" Alexandra said.

"All right, you guys just set it up. I don't know how to deal with that kid anymore."

For Alexandra, changing Alena's appearance might take a little time. He admitted that the girl was not beautiful. But, everything can be arranged.

"It looks like the boy has come home" Portia said when she heard the roar of Nicholas' car engine from outside.

A little while later Nicholas emerged from the mansion's main door. Seeing that three women were gathered in the living room, he raised both hands in surrender. Especially seeing the face of the mother who looks scary in her eyes.

"You know you have to explain something to Alena?" portia said while folding both palms.

"Okay, okay. But, at any time, Mum," Nicholas timps without turning to Alena, and passes from the guest house.

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