My Best Friend Stole My Royal Boyfriend

My best friend in the entire world is making out with my boyfriend at our favorite spot. Our spot! Under the shade of the trees, hidden in the forest,  next to the lake that glows under the sunlight. It’s been our spot since we made it official five years ago. She’s touching his hair, the soft, pretty blonde that I’ve spent days playing with and admiring. I inhale a great deal of air, and I hold my chest as I begin to gasp for more. When I received a text message from an anonymous person letting me know that my best friend and boyfriend were sneaking around behind my back, the first thing that ran through my mind was that this person was insane. I trusted them both with everything in me. I ignored the first text message, dismissing it as nothing but a jealous person trying to destroy what we had, and now I feel like a complete fool for ever trusting them so blindly. Today, after receiving another anonymous text about both of them hooking up inside his limousine with a picture of them entering the car, I thought that there had to be an excellent reason as to why that was happening. But when I called Bryan, and he chose to lie about his whereabouts and who he was with, I knew that something was incredibly wrong. Still, I wanted to trust them. So, I called Aria and asked her where she was; she also lied and said she had an appointment with the royal hairdresser. That’s when I knew that I had to stop being so trusting and get to the bottom of it. I followed them for a long time; there wasn’t any proof of anything suspicious happening until now.

How did I not see the signs before this? Aria has always looked at Bryan in a way that showed she had some feelings towards him. I always dismissed the warnings thinking that they would never do anything to hurt me; never once did I see this coming.

Bryan would often compliment her; in fact, he complimented her more than he ever did to me. I couldn’t blame him; Aria was beautiful with her blond hair and bright blue eyes. She also had the kind of figure that men would get into accidents to view her better.

I, on the other hand, was always told that I was too skinny and needed to eat more. Both Bryan and Aria often said those exact words to me. I never thought anything much about it, even though their words did make me incredibly insecure.

I had bright red hair and green eyes with freckles on my cheeks, and I didn’t have the ass that Aria had, nor did I have big breasts.

often used me to get to her; I can’t count the number of times men have approached me, intending to meet her through me. Still, I always dismissed it, happy that I had a friend

when we first started to seek

my entire future with him in mind. We even discussed how many children we would have after our royal families

clearly, my entire world was shattering before my eyes. Everything I’d dreamed about, everything I’ve wanted to

at the same time and be close friends even after marrying the man we loved. We even spoke about our children being best friends like us. How they would betray me like this

the perfect couple. Ashton matched her in looks; he was just as handsome as she was gorgeous. There was also this dark side to him that had girls swooning over him. I’ve never once looked at him in that way; in fact, we hardly ever get along. We

devilish brother breaks into my thoughts,

just any black holes, the kind that released demons. Even though their family, on the whole, was terrifying, Adam was on an entirely other level. He could create more than one simultaneously, making him more dangerous than the

I call him. No one else does it but me. I mean, yes, all of the other girls around our school have their names for him; for example, the dark prince, the forbidden man, I could go on and on. Still, mine is my favorite. It’s my secret, my crazy secret, that somehow makes my insides melt. I love the idea of having a secretive name for him;

head. Not this again; I forcefully push him out of my

best friend, who, at the moment, are still going at it.