the billionaires virgin

chapter one

The Sun Beatled down on  the tarmac of quasy  International Airport the combination turning  the air oppressive as Anthony stepped from the Gulfstream v . he took a moment to let his eyes adjusted to the dazzling light, and even over the smell of avgas he breathed it in: the unmistakable sense of his homeland, the salt thingled air fragabt with a thousand heady species and  dusted with the desert sands that so much of the island kingdom .
Anthony!
He  smiled as his brother emerge, His robes starke white and cool- looking, from the first of two limousines waiting near the foot of the stairs. At they're front, flags bearing the Royal insignia fluttered, and for uniform motorcyclist sat ready nearby, bringing home to him the reality of the bombshell his brother has dropper during his phone call. King Xavian had abdivated after learning that he was  really the missing prince zafir of calistan, which ment that his brother James would soon be crowned king of Quasy.
Which made him, Anthony, a Prince.
A fleeting hint of bitterness infused his thoughts I'm senses -if he'd been a prince back then- but just as qui kly he fought it down. That was history.
Ancient history.

There were far better things to celebrate No, he jogged down the stairs, ignoring the  heat that seemed  to suck the very oxygen from the air , and took his brother by the arm, pulling him close and slapping him on the back.' it is good to see you, big brother. Or should I call you sire?

James waved his jest aside as he ushered his brother into the cool  interior of the waiting limousine , the chauffer snicking the door softly closed behind them before sliding into the driver's seat.

'its' good you could come at such short notice; James acknowledge as the cavalcade pulled away.

'You think I would miss your coronation?'
'You almost missed xavian's wedding.how long were you here? Three hours? Four at most;

'It is true; Anthony acceded, unable to deny it.

Business had been more pressing a few weeks ago  new emporiums opening almost  simultaneously in Auckland and Perth, his presence required every where at once but he had manage to get here, Only to have his snatched visit cut shorter with news of a warehouse fire that had threatened  some of his employees' lives.

'Although as it turned out he wasn't  xavian our cousin after all. But there was no way I was not comming for your coronation. And if there is one thing am sure of, James , it's that you are indeed my brother.'

Nobody could have doubted it. The brothers shared the same height and breadth of shoulder , and the same arresting dark good-looks.

those things would be more than enough to guarantee the family connection, but it was their uncannily blue eyes  ,eyes that could be as warm as clearest summer sky or as cold as glacial frost, that cemented the family connection and took it  beyond doubt

'Speaking of brothers,'he continued, ' where is tahir? Is our wayward brother to grace our presence this time?

A frown marred James Nobel brow. ' I spoke with him. ...'
He paused, and seemed to take a moment to gather his thoughts  before looking up and smilling broadly.' I spoke with him yesturday.'
'I don't believe it!'
' it's true. Though it wasn't easy to track him down in Monte Carlo, he's coming to the coronation .'
Anthony raised a brow as he pushed himself further back into the supple leather upholsyter. ' all three  of us , back here at the same time?

' it's been so long,' James agreed.
The journey from  through the bustling city of shfar, witch its blend of traditional low mud- brick buildings amongst modern glass skyscrapers, passed quickly as the brothers  caught up on events since the had last seen each other,
And soon the limousine was making its way through the massive iron gate that opened to the cobbled drive way leading to the palace. It never failed to impress. In the noon day sun , the palace glowed like the inside of  a pearl shell so massive, so. Bright, standing atop its headland, that travellers at sea must be able to see it from miles around, whether in the dazzling light of day or glowing brightly in the pearly light of the moon.

And as the car pulled to a halt under a shadow Portico, and a uniformed doorman swept close and salauted as he opened the door , the reality of recent events hit home once more. Now Anthony wasn't just entering the royal palace as a member of the extended family. Now  he was royalty. A Prince, no less.

How ironic, when he had built himself up to be a king of the business he had created for himself, ruler over his own empire.
For now he was one step away from being ruler of the country that he had turned his back on so many years ago

How could life change so quickly.
And once again an unwelcome trace of bitterness sent him poisoned thoughts.

If he'd been brother to the king back then, would she have waited for him? If he'd been a Prince , how might  things be different?

He shook his head to clear the unwanted thoughs . the savage heat was definitely getting to him if he was dwelling on things that could not be changed.he hadn't been a prince back then and she made her choice. End of story.