Lucien Zańe

"mr.Zańe?" Said Lucien's butler. "Mr.Zańe!" He shouts at him. Lucien woke up from his deep slumber. "What is with all the shouting Brix? It's a Sunday!" Said Lucien. "And? You're the prince of the United Kingdom, show it some respect, sir." Said Brix. Lucien pulled his silk black sheets off his muscular body. "Beyonca , sweetheart? Wake up beautiful." Lucien said to the woman beside him in the bed. He taps her bubble but gently before he pulls his silk black sheets off Beyonca's olive skin and pulling her up too look at him. "Mm. Good morning.." said Lucien. Beyonca began speaking. "Last night was a mistake, I shouldn't have slept here, let alone with you." She said as Lucien chuckled. "Don't talk over me. If last night was a mistake those screams and moans, those marks all over that beautiful body, is a mistake too babygirl?" Said Lucien before pulling her closer to him by her hands. "Yes.." she said softly. "Mm, get the fuck out." Yelled the prince. "What? N-no I'm staying!" Said Beyonca. "No you said it was a mistake, why? Because dear old daddy needs you? Or is it because you spent the night trying to make me tell you my dirty little secrets about my kingdom so you can tell your mum?" Lucien said with a smile. "..no..no." Said Beyonca. "You're gonna pay for that." Lucien says as he pushed Beyonca onto the bed, and leaned over her As his hands slide up his black silk sheets and he grabs his gun. Lucien cocked his gun and put it to Beyoncas head. "Lucien..stop." Said Beyonca. "Oh you wanna beg now? For your pathetic, worthless life? Hm. I should shoot you! Kill you, destroy your family's legacy!" Said The prince. "Shoot me? You're willing to shoot me, because I said last night was a mistake?" Said Beyonca, daring the prince. "Beyonca, I am not playing." Lucien said as he shoves his gun directly to where her brain is as he smirked. " shoot me, you won't!" Yelled Beyonca. "Mm, wrong choice sweetheart." He said just when he was about to pull the trigger. "Mr. Zańe don't!" Yelled Brix. "Relax!" Said the King. "..Father." Said Lucien before standing up and pulling his gun away from beyoncas head. "Now, son do you realize miss. Gerade here is from a very powerful family?" asked the king. "Yes, father I do." Said Lucien. "Really? Beyonca Gerade, She is a slut, a whore. You've let this... sleep in your 10,000 sheets?" The king said with disgust. "Mm, yes father. She is great in these 10,000 sheets." Said Lucien. "Get up!" Yelled the king towards Beyonca. She got up, she wore a silk red dress. "Lovely." Said the king. "You wanna call me a slut or a whore but didn't you...." she was
Interrupted because a bullet went through her skull. "No!" Yelled Lucien as the king drops the gun and Lucian looks at him with disbelief. "Finish her sentence Father." Said Lucien glaring at his father, then the body and then back at The king. "She is dead for a reason, son." Said the king. The prince cocked his gun back and pointed it at his Father. "You've got to be joking! Her worthless life your willing to hurt mine because of well Haha." Said the king. "I certainly am not, you just took away the life I wanted to end. She did not even use her last words at my benefit." Said the prince. "Mr. Zańe please put the gun down. You're acting out." Said Brix. "Don't EVER tell me what to do. I'm your PRINCE. You bow down to me, not the other way around mate." The king slipped out the room. "Sorry Sir." Said Brix. "Clean this mess up before my floors get stained with her blood, and make me breakfast while I get ready for the.." Lucien dropped his gun onto his bed. "The ball, the masquerade ball." Said Brix. "Ah yes, the ball. Wonderful. Make me breakfast." Lucien said as he walked into his huge walk in closet and pulled down a deluxe burgundy tuxedo with black velvet lapel. Lucian put the $10,000 tux on as he called and Brix . He grabs his Gel and silks his dark beautiful hair back. "How do I look?" Asked The prince. "Handsome." Said Brix. "Tell me something I don't already know." Said Lucien. Brix smiled. "Find me a mask for the ball, now please." Said Lucien. "Already finsihed, sir. It's black with horns." Brix passed Lucien his mask. "Perfect." Lucien said before shutting his closet door and grabbing his phone as he walked down the black stairs. "Lucien have you picked someone to go to the ball with you?" Asked his mother, the Queen. "No mother, fright not. I will be finding one before the ball." Lucien said with a nod, and a smile. "But my dear you only have two hours to do so. I'm sure that won't be an issue for you, son?" The mother said to Lucien in her soft, calm tone. "Mm mother. It will take me half the time you asked me. It will take me 20 minutes to find a woman. I am Lucian Zańe. The prince of the United Kingdom." He said with a smirk. The mother nods. "And I'm the Queen, don't forget." Said The queen. "Goodbye, mother." Lucien said kissing her cheek. "Brix! Bring the limo around. We have much to do today." Lucien said walking towards the big doors to the castle as one of the guards open it for him and he nods at them. "Bring my wallet Brix!" Said Lucien as the chauffeur drives up to Lucien and he gets into the car, Brix got in after him. "Here, sir." Said Brix handing him his wallet. "Thanks Brix." Said The prince. " where to sir?" asked the chauffeur.                  " actually, I've had my eye on Blissa Gerade for months." Said Lucien. "Drive around Tiffany de loúrs. She'll be around there." Said brix. "And, how do you know that Mate?" Asked Lucien. "With respect sir, you stalk her every move." Said the Butler. "Good eye." Lucien said as he poured himself some champagne. "How do you expect to get her?" Asked The Butler. Lucien chugs his Champagne and poured himself more. "Im Lucien zańe." The prince said with a smirk, ready to take on any fight Blissa would tend to put on.