The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0319

"Luca," I say, putting out my hands towards him. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He lifts his eyes a little to meet mine, but he doesn't move.

I just raise my eyebrows, a demand in them, and he sighs and presses up off the door, coming to take my hands and sit by my side. "Your room is so cute," I whisper.

He laughs, though his heart isn't in it. "Mom keeps it like a shrine to my childhood," he murmurs. "I had an apartment, obviously, in the city. But I sold it when I decided to run off to the Academy. Put the profits into the gym."

"Yeah, why didn't you tell me about the gym?" I ask, turning towards him and scooting closer, reaching out a hand to softly stroke his cheek. "It sounds amazing, what you're doing for those boys."

into my hand, "I don't know, Ariel, I mean who knows how long it will last. I don't want to tell you about a project

you've got millions now," I say, my voice a little

now. "No, I don't," he murmurs, his hands tightening on mine. "I'm giving you that money, obviously." "Okay," I say, a little too cheerful. His eyes widen in surprise - I don't think he thought I'd actually take it. "Except, I want my half donated anonymously to your gym.

but when he sees that I'm serious his face falls. "Ariel,"

you. If this is something you care about, then it's something I care about too. I think it's amazing. You should have told me about it sooner - you know that the rest of us would want to help. My mom is going to love it - she loves

I understand that it's not that way for everyone. "Then we'll help in

it. "I'm so sorry, Ariel," he repeats, still stuck on it. "You're making this too easy. It never should have happened. My uncle - he crossed a line - and I'm so pissed at him - he's got way too much control of my life, and I think that he hates that I have a royal connection now, that someone else - especially a little blonde girl - might influence

the edge of a rant that's going to take him deeper and deeper into a spiral of worry and sorrow and

long moment before he raises one hand, covering one of my own, still pressed