My Best Friend Stole My Royal Boyfriend

Chapter 58

She smiles, “he’s already agreed. You’ll be in his car; Henry and I will be in a different vehicle. It should give you more bonding time.”

Bonding time? My mother didn’t know what she was speaking about or encouraging, for that matter. The bonding between Adam and me isn’t the kind of bonding you see between siblings.

I packed my bags, just in case I wanted to go for a swim. A few minutes later and we are on our way to the lake. As usual, Adam and I are barely speaking to each other. He hasn’t said a single word to me.

I play with my fingers in my lap, “who was that girl from earlier?” I break the silence with a question bugging me since earlier.

Tdon’t want to care, but I do. He doesn’t have to know why I’m asking; he could think I’m curious. He quirks a brow, “why do you ask?” I cross my arms over my chest, “forget that I asked. It’s not important.”.

“She’s someone from my past school. You wouldn’t be seeing her around again.” He finally responds.

Wouldn’t be seeing her around again? Could it be that he dated her and chose this morning to break it off? I want to ask, but I don’t want him to think I’m invested in his relationships.

“How far are we from the lake?” I ask him. – There are many other questions I have for him, but I’m waiting for the right moment to ask them. “Are you that impatient?” He answers my question with one of his own. I roll my eyes, “of course not. It was a simple question.” I’m about to say something else when a building comes into my view.

“Isn’t this…”

“The school that all royals attend.” He says before I can finish the question. “Yes, it is.”

My lips part, and I feel a weird pain in my chest, the same kind that I felt whenever I was close to Adam. It wasn’t as strong, but it made me feel uncomfortable.

“It’s so unfair; why do they have the best schools when commoners don’t,” I mumble.

He gives me a sideways glance, “it sounds to me like you have something against the royals. Most people worship them; what’s your issue?”

llaugh,”my issue? They don’t care about anyone but themselves. Where do you ever see them doing anything to better our lives? We’re the ones giving everything to serve them. It should be the other way around. I don’t know why they don’t use their power for good instead of bad.”

He shrugs his shoulders, “it depends on how you look at it. They have those schools because they’re training to protect those who can’t protect themselves. Not all of them only care about themselves. Don’t judge everyone badly because of one or two.”

“Are you defending them?” I ask him. He doesn’t answer me. Instead, he pulls into a road that goes into the forest. “We’re almost there.” In a few minutes, he stops the vehicle. His dad and my mom are not here yet; it’s just the two of us for

now.  seen Derore.

you find this place?” I ask him.

and takes a look around him; I can see that this place brings him great peace, “I stumbled upon it one day while exploring

the beauty of it. I

so much shock. It’s the fact that I feel the same way. I feel connected to this place somehow. Like this isn’t my first time here when I know that I haven’t been here before, not even once

sleeps around? How many women have you been

hasn’t loved anyone before. I want to hear that no woman

does it matter so much to me? I have no clue. But I wait for him to give me an answer. His eyes flash and pin me against the tree. For a moment,

distance between us, and he’s looming over me with

and studies me with that intense gaze that leaves my knees weak

are very personal questions to be asking

to know you. Maybe I want to know every part of you. Maybe I want to

draws in

that I am crazy, but I think I’m okay with him thinking that way. As long as I

He says suddenly. “Excuse

that his way

unlike any woman I’ve ever met before.” He elaborates. “Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” “I’m still trying to figure that part out.” He says as

the question I’ve been dying to ask, and I finally built up the courage to

“How is that possible?” I ask him. “I’m a commoner; you saw it

still not sure how he figured it was me that started it, to begin with. It would mean that

can teach me how to use it?” I ask him. “What makes you think that I know how

good at teaching my

that out loud, but I feel it in my belly. Being this close to him doesn’t go unnoticed

side of my arm. “W-what are you doing?” I stutter. “Teaching you.” He says.

to be done. I have to touch you. I need to

side and brings his face close to my

asks me.” I nod my head; I cannot form any words when he’s

don’t have time to prepare myself when he grips my waist and jumps into

us.

wrap my arms around his neck and