Eva's Pov
My last day in Paris as a bachelorette. It's a bit nostalgic, to be honest. Sure, it's been one super fucking awesome week but I'll never be here again with my girlfriends and be single. We'll never sit at cafes again sipping lattes and checking out cute french boys. We'll never stay up late into the night on our laptops making Pinterest boards for our dream weddings. I guess I've always known this day would come. When we'd watch our childhood fade away into mere memories of the good ol' days.
"Eva? Eva?" Called Gene as she snapped her fingers in my face.
"Huh?" I mumbled as I snapped out of my thoughts.
"Are you alright?" Asked Charlotte leaning in nervously.
"Fine! Just fine," I assured them with a smile.
"Signorina Eva, we are ready to depart if you are," Said one of our traveling footmen.
"Grazie," I said before looking back to my friends, "Well, that's my call to go. I'll see you guys in two weeks."
"See you in two," Said Charlotte as she hugged me.
We all said our goodbyes and hugged each other before I turned and walked away. Six weeks, six fucking weeks. I don't even know him! All I know is he likes house music, has a car and driving license, is a prince, oh and that he's my fourth cousin once removed. Christ, I'm fucked.
I climbed up the stairs to our jet and sighed. A few minutes into the flight I found myself curled up on one of the recliners flipping through games on our Xbox One.
"Let me play," Said Ricci as he walked in.
"No,"
"Let me play!"
"No! I just got on!" I growled at him as I selected my save on Skyrim.
"Ugh! I can't wait until you move to Denmark!" He groaned as he walked back out.
"Why do you guys fight so much?" My dad asked looking over at me from the couch.
"Didn't you fight with Oriana and Cornelius?" I asked as I worked my way through Snow Veil Sanctum.
"Cornelius... yes. Oriana, never," He replied sighing a bit at the memory of his brother.
"I'm sorry, tato," I said as I paused the game.
"It's fine Eva. You know, Ricci reminds me a lot of Cornelius. He looks just like how Cornelius looked at that age. Acts the same way also," He said with a sad chuckle.
"Have you heard from him recently?" I asked as I went back to my game.
"Last I heard he was somewhere in the United Arab Emirates seducing one of the Crown Prince's daughters. Keep in mind that was a good year and a half ago," Tato said glancing at me.
"He's quite the wildcard..." I started before focusing on the draugr overlord I was fighting before dying.
"Motherfucker!" I yelled standing up and dropping the controller.
Tato laughed shaking his head. "It's not funny!" I cried looking at him.
I glared at him before sitting back down and going back to my game. I'm going, to be honest with you, time passes really fast while tromping around Skyrim murdering people for gold. How do I know that? Because an hour and a half flight passed in what seemed like minutes while playing Skyrim. I looked out the window as we drove the thirty minutes home from IATA.
I love the country, I love this country! I stepped out of the car onto the gravel before quickly abandoning my shoes and socks. Idk I'm weird about them.
I took off running towards the house but stopped dead when I saw De Luca. Day ruined. For some strange reason, I thought that she would be gone when I got back from Paris, oh how wrong I was.
"Where are your shoes?" She asked coldly.
"Back by the car," I replied as I looked at my feet, curling and uncurling my toes.
"A princess does not go around barefoot," Scolded De Luca.
I shrugged as I climbed the steps and brushed past her into the castle. Ignoring her protests I kept walking until I reached our private sitting room that opened up onto the west lawn. The French doors were open allowing the salty Mediterranean breeze in. You could see the sea and sailboats past the lawn where there was a cliff that dropped off to our private beach. Mediterranean Gulls flew about overhead as they waited for low-tide to come. This, this, is paradise.
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RomanceEva D'Abruzzio is the daughter of the richest man in Italy and one of the richest men in the world. At age 8 she was sent to boarding school in the US before returning home at age 15. Now with just a few months left, she must leave everything she kn...