Aadi-17

Samantha was furious.

It had been about half an hour since Aadi had retreated to his chamber, claiming he was tired and demanding that Samantha call him when done.

'You didn't really think I would show you around, did you?' He asked mockingly with a tilt of his brow, staring right into her eyes. Samantha looked away, nervous.

'I- but your parents-' she stammered.

'Will know nothing.' Aadi nodded. 'Unless you tell them, of course. Which you won't.'

'My lord,' With that, Aditya turned and walked off in the opposite direction, humming a low tune.

'Arrivederci, sweetheart.'

Although she blushed at the name, Samantha gasped in incredulity. How on earth? How rude, even. Surely the rumors about the Prince being a spoilt brat weren't true? I mean, she had just seen an example. She couldn't help but ogle at his retreating frame, though. Swoon-worthy.