Princess Dahlia
If anything, they surely hoped that I had slept with the prince even though they knew very well that there was no way that he could ever become their future son-in-law.
“Dahlia…” Diana called my name as I felt her grab my hand.
“Diana…” I murmured her name as my eyes focused on her face.
Before I could react any further, her hold on my hand tightened and then she was running while dragging me behind her up the stairs. She locked the door to my bedroom after pushing me inside.
“What happened? Did you really have sex with Prince Desmond?” my sister asked excitedly.
“No…” I denied before rolling my eyes at her.
“Ahh…really?” she said while frowning with disappointment.
“Really. Nothing happened. We just played this game and talked…” I reaffirmed before letting out a sigh.
“Awww…you can’t be serious. I was going to ask if he was any good in bed…” Diana moaned with regret before flinging herself face first onto my bed.