Royal Runaway | by: Bootay0Call

8. [Red or blue ¿]

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A/N: gonna try uploading more again 😼

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Adrian's POV:

Agreeing to let Daniel come home with us has to be the second dumbest thing I've done.
Of course it comes after, showing Isla the side of me no one knows.

"Where we going now?" Isla asks, taking the last bite of her sandwich. "I thought I said another word and I'll dump you both in the side of the road" I say, stopping at a red light.
"You wouldn't do it, anyways where we going?" She asks. I sigh.
"I would too, and you'll find out"

"Wouldn't" she says again.

"Would" I say, going on the green light.

"Wouldn't, answer the question" she nags.

I sigh. "Can't believe I'm arguing like a 5 year old" muttering under my breath. The rest of the car ride I ignore her questions and nagging.

I stop in front of the flat, "get down and get changed we're going out" I say to Isla. She rolls her eyes.
"Daniel let's go" she says, I glare at her.
She knew I disliked him.

"While you're with the receptionist, tell her I say hi" she winks, and walks away.

Jesus I couldn't keep my eyes off her ass. Gods gift.

Daniel puts his hand around her shoulder, I don't know what it was. But it annoyed me. Like hell. I didn't like seeing his hands on her. Scratch that. I wouldn't like to see any guy's hands on her. I make a few calls arranging who will be there tonight.

After I was finished I walk into the lobby, Sarah's eyes met mine. I give her a smile and slightly nod. She smiles back and waves.

Glad she wasn't completely crushed because of last time.

I take the elevator to the top floor. As soon as I walked in, I didn't like it. None of them were in the kitchen. I look around and don't find them.

I look at her door and hear her giggling, clenching my jaw I tap on the door. She goes quite. "Uh come in" she says. I open the door. And Daniel was lying down on her bed facing the walk in closet. Jesus, what a perv.

She looks over, only her shoulders and above being visible to me. "Get dressed." I say to her. "David get out the room" he gets up, and leaves swiftly.

"What were you guys doing?" I ask. She stays silent for a second.
"Nothing? Why? He was helping me pick something to wear" she says.

"Bullshit" I slightly raise my voice.

Then she erupts in laughter. "Ugh you're so slow, he's gay" her cute laughs fill the room.

Was I embarrassed? Yes. Do I regret it? Yes.

She wouldn't be laughing when I'm pounding into her.

"Get dressed Isla" I spoke, beginning to leave the room without another word. "Wait i don't know what to wear" she groans. "So? Figure it out" I say.

"I need your opinion, come here" she says.

"Are you sure?" I ask. She hums and I walk further into the room, I stand in front of the closet not walking fully in.

"Ok so, red and and short" she shows me the dress, it was hot looking, I would still rather her naked though.