The Prince's Green Card Scheme (Red Hot Royals) by Layla Valentine

Author:Layla Valentine [Valentine, Layla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-10-27T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 16

PAOLO

To nobody’s surprise, less than five minutes after Maria has taken Chloe to her room, Miguel and Luca burst into my room without knocking or asking.

“Look who’s home,” Miguel sneers.

“Hello, Miggi,” I say disinterestedly, using the nickname that’s wound him up ever since we were young. “Hello, Luca.”

“Come downstairs,” Luca demands, folding his arms like an old man. “We have things to talk about.”

“Okay,” I say, rolling my eyes. I know I’m going to get absolutely no choice in this matter, so there’s no point in arguing.

Like a prisoner, they march me out of my room and downstairs to one of the drawing rooms at the back of the house. Nobody really uses this room, and my brothers know it. No doubt they’ve strategically picked this location so we won’t be disturbed.

I sit down in one of the seats around the table. Luca sits opposite me, and Miguel — of course — takes the head of the table. My eldest brother is exactly as arrogant as you would expect a crown prince to be. He knows everyone thinks he’s the most important person in all the land and acts like he is. He’s exactly the kind of person you think of when you think of a prince: snobbish, uptight, and looks at everyone else like they’re a peasant.

I might be wild, but I swore to myself a long time ago that I would never be as callous as he is.

Luca is a lot harder to describe. He’s one of those people who, if he didn’t speak, you would barely know he was in a room. He’s got an almost malleable personality, able to adapt to any situation and be the person who looks best in it. If he was evil, he’d be terrifyingly dangerous, but as he is, he’s always playing second fiddle to Miguel. I don’t think he’s ever going to be a threat to anyone.

No one except me, anyway.

“You’ve come back for the inheritance, haven’t you?” spits Miguel.

“No,” I lie. “I came back because this is my home. I wanted to see my family — and nobody told me my grandfather had died.” And, I think, I do want my inheritance.

“Well, unfortunately,” continues Miguel, “despite what we all tried to tell him, Grandfather didn’t write you out of the will. You always were his favorite.”

“Can’t see why,” chips in Luca, examining his manicure like a disinterested villain. “It’s not like you do anything but give us all a bad name.”

“Thanks,” I say, letting their words flow over me. This is mild compared to their usual digs. “Anyway, where the hell have you two been? I’ve been home for two months now. I haven’t seen either of you at all.”

“Some people actually have jobs to do,” says Luca, fixing me with a withering look that, if I were less wise to his tricks, would disintegrate me at once. “We’ve both been in Spain for the last six months. You know — diplomatic relations, keeping alliances, that kind of thing.

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