A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

“Nothing to see tonight. Off to bed, and don’t forget–you’ve got school in the morning.” Alessia ruffled his hair affectionately.

“You’re not coming back?” York’s disappointment was written all over his face.

Alessia pinched his cheek, grinning. “Goodnight, kiddo.”

“So when’s Ivan starting school?” York asked, pouting.

“Tomorrow.”

“That’s more like it.” York’s moods were as quick to pass as they were to flare up–a typical child.

“All right, off to bed with you.”

No sooner had Alessia finished speaking than Ileana’s shrill, banshee–like wailing echoed through the whole house. Alessia shot a look at Butler Dawson, who understood at once and headed straight for Ileana’s room.

“What did you do to her?” York’s eyes sparkled with curiosity.

“Why does a little guy like you need to know all that?” Alessia flicked York’s

forehead.

It didn’t hurt–just left a faint red mark. York rubbed at his brow, grumbling.

the only one allowed to pull

muttering reached Alessia’s ears. The corners of her mouth twitched with a barely concealed smile, but she schooled her

sleep right now, I’ll have Ivan transfer

shot her one last look–maybe three–before

after Alessia was sure York wouldn’t come back out did she leave. The rest,

of?” a

tossed a rubber snake across the room. Stella yelped and flung it away

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what was that? Only after

floor and chucked it

the younger

Alessia nodded.

such a

that as a compliment, Alessia could only

“Let’s go.”

tossed her a helmet,

do you think she’ll stay quiet this

depends on whether she’s learned her

a low whistle. She adored this