Royal Pain: An Alpha Bad Boy Billionaire Romance Read Online Free
Author: Jane S. White
and why you're here at the Spencer Dalton Academy. It's only fair to warn her beforehand, and if you lie I will write you up. We don't have time for that today.”
The many students perked up at the opportunity to flaunt themselves, though many seemed to feel embarrassed when they were asked to explain why they were there. Mr. Adams appeared to thrive on this, saying to her later in private that the shame helped them to maintain a drive to reform. He had a duty to help shape future world leaders, and was determined to uphold that.
She was introduced to a variety of students, and sometimes shocked by their reasons for being there. Many of them had spent more money on shoes they hadn't been authorized to buy than she would ever earn in her entire lifetime. She was already having a hard time when it became Henrik's turn, and he stared intently into her eyes when he stood up to speak.
“I'm Prince Henrik of Denmark,” he said, his brown eyes flashing. “And I'm here because my friend leaked images of me at an orgy to the tabloids.”
She was trapped in his gaze, nowhere to go, and they stared at each other until Mr. Adams thanked him and told him to sit down. Fiona blushed furiously but held his gaze, and Henrik gave her a mischievous grin. The classroom erupted in raucous laughter, and a few boys began to whoop approvingly. Henrik smiled angelically, folding his hands on his desk as Mr. Adams banged a gavel and ordered everybody to shut up.
Fiona's mind drifted as Mr. Adams began his lesson. Of course, she realized. That's why she had remembered him in Mrs. Blair's room. He was national news, although of the variety she tended to turn off before she absorbed any of it. She didn't care about any of the latest trends or the royal families. In fact, the interest most people showed in them really got on her nerves and made her wish for something better to talk about. It was probably because she was sick of small town thinking, people content to live through the lives of celebrities rather than paving their own way and following their own dreams. The elite defined success to them and that's what they wanted. If they couldn't have it, they were content to gossip about those who did.
Prince Henrik had been in the middle of a scandal, the handsome devil being blasted left and right by media all over the world. People had punch lines for him and jokes on the radio, but she knew it would be over with almost as soon as it began and people would forget all about his royal indecency as soon as something new and newsworthy happened..
He was much more attractive than she'd pictured he would be in person, although he was already gorgeous in the photos she'd seen of him as well. It was difficult to avoid them, and the large censor bar over his genitals gave her a distinct impression of how well endowed he might be. Stumbling upon the picture had secretly aroused her, though she had forced herself to look quickly away from it and scoffed. Remembering all of this brought an unwanted tingle to her body, and she sighed, glancing at the clock.
When the bell finally rang, she rushed out of the room as quickly as she could, turning the corner and taking a deep breath. She shouldn't think about Henrik anymore. He was nothing but trouble.
Fiona started walking again, and bumped hard into someone. She realized with dismay that it was Prince Henrik. He gave her a knowing grin that made her heart flutter and strutted away, leaving her alone in the hallway with thoughts she didn't want to have.
Chapter 6
A few weeks later, Fiona was asked to help Spencer Dalton organize a dance for their pupils. It was a reward for good behavior, and those who had earned their merit were going to be allowed to attend. Those who had not, however, would be forced to spend the evening alone, listening to mandatory lectures on the human body and all its biological wonders.
Needless to say, the pupils were excited for the upcoming event, and tried to be on their
The many students perked up at the opportunity to flaunt themselves, though many seemed to feel embarrassed when they were asked to explain why they were there. Mr. Adams appeared to thrive on this, saying to her later in private that the shame helped them to maintain a drive to reform. He had a duty to help shape future world leaders, and was determined to uphold that.
She was introduced to a variety of students, and sometimes shocked by their reasons for being there. Many of them had spent more money on shoes they hadn't been authorized to buy than she would ever earn in her entire lifetime. She was already having a hard time when it became Henrik's turn, and he stared intently into her eyes when he stood up to speak.
“I'm Prince Henrik of Denmark,” he said, his brown eyes flashing. “And I'm here because my friend leaked images of me at an orgy to the tabloids.”
She was trapped in his gaze, nowhere to go, and they stared at each other until Mr. Adams thanked him and told him to sit down. Fiona blushed furiously but held his gaze, and Henrik gave her a mischievous grin. The classroom erupted in raucous laughter, and a few boys began to whoop approvingly. Henrik smiled angelically, folding his hands on his desk as Mr. Adams banged a gavel and ordered everybody to shut up.
Fiona's mind drifted as Mr. Adams began his lesson. Of course, she realized. That's why she had remembered him in Mrs. Blair's room. He was national news, although of the variety she tended to turn off before she absorbed any of it. She didn't care about any of the latest trends or the royal families. In fact, the interest most people showed in them really got on her nerves and made her wish for something better to talk about. It was probably because she was sick of small town thinking, people content to live through the lives of celebrities rather than paving their own way and following their own dreams. The elite defined success to them and that's what they wanted. If they couldn't have it, they were content to gossip about those who did.
Prince Henrik had been in the middle of a scandal, the handsome devil being blasted left and right by media all over the world. People had punch lines for him and jokes on the radio, but she knew it would be over with almost as soon as it began and people would forget all about his royal indecency as soon as something new and newsworthy happened..
He was much more attractive than she'd pictured he would be in person, although he was already gorgeous in the photos she'd seen of him as well. It was difficult to avoid them, and the large censor bar over his genitals gave her a distinct impression of how well endowed he might be. Stumbling upon the picture had secretly aroused her, though she had forced herself to look quickly away from it and scoffed. Remembering all of this brought an unwanted tingle to her body, and she sighed, glancing at the clock.
When the bell finally rang, she rushed out of the room as quickly as she could, turning the corner and taking a deep breath. She shouldn't think about Henrik anymore. He was nothing but trouble.
Fiona started walking again, and bumped hard into someone. She realized with dismay that it was Prince Henrik. He gave her a knowing grin that made her heart flutter and strutted away, leaving her alone in the hallway with thoughts she didn't want to have.
Chapter 6
A few weeks later, Fiona was asked to help Spencer Dalton organize a dance for their pupils. It was a reward for good behavior, and those who had earned their merit were going to be allowed to attend. Those who had not, however, would be forced to spend the evening alone, listening to mandatory lectures on the human body and all its biological wonders.
Needless to say, the pupils were excited for the upcoming event, and tried to be on their
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