How a Royal fell in love with a Commoner

Chapter Thirteen

The Palace of the De Medici on the outskirts of Rome was the official residence of Larrozro El Douche, De Medici. Former Prince of Italy. When Larrozro’s brother Michael married Mikolina, Lorrozro was pushed off the line off succsion. El Douche was still bitter and angry for something that happened forty years ago. It was his one goal in life to claim back the throne. He wanted the crown and had tried everything to get his hands on it. The rest of the Royal family didn’t know how far he had gone, and he would make sure that they never knew. He was sure Mikolina would bring back the death penalty just back for him.

In his mind he was the rightful heir to the throne. Not some child. He wanted it the crown in his hands, he wanted the glory that his brother had. He had started to blackmail Mikolina after her affairs, and the back hand dealing that went on to keep Italy protected. He knew that she would never want to lose face, it was in his best interests for Mikolina to remain on the throne for the time being. One thing had already been sorted. Sarah was now no longer anything to do with the Royal family.

El Douche was a large man. He black beard gave him that evil look, not that he needed the look, and he had enough evil in him already. He hadn’t been able to see his feet while standing up for years. He walked with his head high and back straight, he was proud but he had nothing to be proud about. He had done nothing in his life his family had done everything for him, but he still had the arrogance to dictate to people. He would never be a King he was far too pig headed to rule.

“Father.” Princess Sophia walked in to the library shirking. El Douche's youngest daughter, he had been able to blackmail Mikolina for her title too.

“What is it Sophia.” Sophia was yet another Italian goddess to somehow come to be a Princess. Her blond hair came sweeping around her as she stormed in. “Have you seen the news. How is Sarah getting married?”

El Douche clicked his fingers in the air and smiled. A light had come on. Another great way to destroy her even more. “Sophia how would u like to go and see Sarah.” El Douche smiled at his great plan, the pig had found something else to chew on.

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“Good Morning my darling. “ Lucas whispered into Sarah’s ear, stroking her check to softy raise her from her sleep. Sun came pouring into the suite, Sarah glowing like an angle, laying there. Lucas sat up and turned on the TV after failing to wake Sarah up. BBC World flashed on the TV and he saw himself and Sarah on the screen. Pictures of them everywhere, everywhere they had gone there were pictures.

“We really do look like a good couple don’t we.” Sarah said softy. Lucas looked down to see her looking up at him lying in bed. He lay back down to join her kissing her on the forehead. “Where is my real kiss?” Sarah asked. Lucas clapped his hand over her hand and kissed her deeply, her hand made his way down his back as his whole body went onto hers.

“Hey.” Sarah said cheekily. Staring into his eyes. He gave his goofy grin and raised his hand to her lips. “I love you.” His thumb creasing her check. “ I love you too baby.” She managed to say before they lunged into another making out session. His hands ran down her body, further and further down, (and what happens) Lucas’s phone rings.

“For fuck sake.”  Sarah shouted, clearly annoyed.

“Yes mum?” Lucas answered. After 30 seconds Lucas jumped up. “Fuck. Thanks mum.” Lucas through his phone back onto the bedside table and looked at Sarah. “Baby I have an A-Level exam in twenty minutes.” Lucas pulled his boxers up and looked for some deodorant.

Sarah did the same. She dresses quicker than Lucas. Even when she was rushed she looked good.  Jean and white top was all, but she still looks amazing. Lucas ran out of the bathroom while pulling a black top over his toned six pack. “What a waste covering it up.” Sarah said to herself. She picked up her handbag, phone. “ Common baby.  I will get the guy to bring the car around.” Sarah slipped her sunglasses on and walked out of the room.