A BRIDE FOR THE PRINCE

Royally Screwed

~When The Sun Comes Up, Everything Falls Apart. A Night Of Pleasure, An Entire Life Of Regret~

**ALEXANDER**

The memories of the previous night were a blur at best, the markings helped him put them together. With every stroke, her nails dug deeper in his back leaving deep marks in their wake. At that time, they seemed highly sensual and turned him on in ways no one could imagine. Come morning, he moaned harshly at the slight touch or movement. He looked downwards at his flaccid member, it'd been a while since he got laid but it didn't disappoint one bit.

Looking to the other side, Alex noticed a bunch of things tossed carelessly on the floor, a memory of him tossing them ran through his mind causing a sly smirk to form on his features. He turned once more and looked to the other side. In a surprise, he met an empty room. The last he recalled was pulling out before he reached o****m. He was drunk, not silly. A bastard child would complicate issues not to mention ruin his entire life. The girl had left. The first reaction was to search for his clothes, his wallet. It was still intact meaning she might have felt guilty, maybe she was driven by the alcohol as he was. He remembered her familiar minty scent. She didn't smell or look high at all. Why leave then?

Without putting much thought into it, he dragged his pants over his legs and threw his top over his head. Grabbing his phone, he checked and noticed over a hundred calls.

“f**k! f*****g screwed!” Grunting, he unlocked the screen to check the time. It was almost nine am and his parents had been calling, correction they requested the guards not to stop dialling my number and I guess they got tired after a hundred. Alex groaned once more, he was so screwed. Nothing I say could mend this. He tucked my phone away then moved towards the door, twisted the knob then stepped out. The club looked truly different at this time of day. The bartender flashed him a disapproving look as he strode past him then walked out of the club.

Reaching for his phone once more, he punched in Josh's number deciding to throw all his frustrations at him.

**Oh man, I'm so glad you called. I've been looking everywhere for you. You need to lay low, don't come out in the open!**

He yelled, Alex, arched his brows in confusion.

**Prince Alex! Is it true?**

**Prince Alex, do you have any comments on the events of last night?

**Prince Alex, what do you have to say about the pictures going around the internet, do you admit to these claims. Prince Alex!**

They surrounded me like flies in under ten seconds. The bartender's look flashes through my eyes and he understood why he seemed so disappointed and a little angry. It was the same reason the paparazzi were asking these questions. It was usually trying to take pictures of me but there was already one on the internet. What happened with him?

Alex's eyes were dashing through their features trying to find a distinct reason as to why they were trying to get him to speak on something he had no clue about him.

Distraught and perplexed, he turned around trying to evade them. From afar, he sighed another news crew.

“f**k!” With a cry of agony, Alex knew he was cornered. They kept throwing several questions at him simultaneously. If only he had a clue of what they were saying, maybe he'd be able to give them a suitable answer

Sadly, he understood absolutely nothing and worse, the news would make rounds in a matter of minutes making things much worse. His parents would place him in a tiny hole for this. That was the least of his problems, now he just needed to leave.

**Prince Alex, can we safely say you're with this strange woman? Or you two are just playing around? Did you take advantage of her? Was it out of her own will? Who is she? Where did she go to? Where have you been?**

The reporter shoved a microphone in his face blurting out more questions with each second, anger rose within him. He tightened his fist then raised his arm to commit yet another mistake.

“Alex!”A loud voice thundered at the underside. It was unmistakably the king and if there was anyone else who could catch their attention, it was his father. They gushed him like bees searching for honey. Alex dashed off to the car as the door opened on its own, he got in then slammed it shut and the car sped off immediately.

“Dad, I....”

“Not one word. Not one single word Alex.” His voice came out calm. Too f*****g calm. He was doomed. Dead. This was his undoing.

His mother wasn't in the car, Alex wasn't sure he'd be able to bear the look on her face. The drive back to the palace was quiet and the longest ever. The King kept a straight face all through and once the gates were open, he arranged his items of clothing and prepared to step out. When the car pulled over, he unlocked the door and walked in within so much as a single word.

Fear stricken, Alex remained in the car with the doors shut. He reached for his phone once more sighting a missed call from Josh who seemed to know more than him. He redialed and waited for him to answer.

**Dude! Didn't you hear me? I said to stay hidden. The paparazzi are eating this up. The video's of them caging you are all over the internet and you seriously look like a loaf puppy. To make this worse, they're calling you weak, childish and immature and your father had to show up on the scene. Dude, this is worse than the times I made mistakes. For f**k sakes man, you're the only child!** He yelled in one breath. Why was everyone speaking in code? What the hell happened.

**Josh, I don't understand one bit of what you're saying. The last thing I remembered was your running off with some girl and then I left off to go get laid, I did. When I woke up, the girl had left.** He explained. From the receiver, he heard a deep sigh before Josh spoke up.

**Check what's trending on i********:, you'll understand because I can't explain what happened and I seriously hope you sort it out because it's a P.R nightmare out there. I'll call back later, I think you need to check it out then figure things out. Bye man.**

He hung up leaving me more distraught. Alex logged into Twitter and checked the trending titles. To his surprise, his name was visibly in block letters. In reaction, his eyes widened, he tapped the icon curiously, impatiently waiting for the pop-up.

“f**k no!” He screamed in the car, curling his fists while his eyes scanned through the information and the attached pictures. It was from a News bulletin in the country so everyone must have seen it. The post alone had over 30,000 likes already.

**Prince Alex 0f Vermont seemed to have had one of the best nights of his life as pictures of him and an unnamed lady resurfaces on the web. Everyone is in shock and are curiously waiting for an explanation as to why the Prince would involve himself in such a scandal. There are also rumours that he is engaged making the entire world eagerly curious for an answer. What happened?**

The headline read. Alex tossed his phone to the corner and clenched his teeth. He had an idea who leaked the photos, it was her. The girl from the club. Quite convenient that she knew the perfect angle to picture, he was shirtless in a few and others, it gave the impression of him being naked. f*****g amazing! His life was in turmoil it was nearly ruined. Why the hell didn't he keep to the rules? Josh could snap his fingers and make all these problems disappear but he wasn't Josh, what did he do!

“Prince Alex, your father requests your presence in the throne room.” A guard announced shortly after unlocking the door to the car. His heart thumped against his chest and at that moment, Alex knew his life was royally screwed. Last night was the turning point and it would never be the same. If only he had stayed in the house like he was told to. Two meetings in the throne room in less than twenty-four hours, this was more than being rebellious, the punishment would be above grounding, it was time to face the music and see the consequences of his actions.

Slowly, he stepped out of the car, placing one foot on the ground before sucking a harsh breath.

“I'm screwed.” He repeated once more then strode into the palace heading for the throne room.

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