Filed to story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
Thank God, his parents hadn’t engaged him to some princess or socialite – he appreciated them for that. They promised him he had the freedom to choose and marry whoever he loved. There was not going to be any political marriage with him.
A few minutes after Jasmine was sent to her room to go sleep, Akim knew it was the time to leave.
“I’m withdrawing for the night,” Akim simply informed his father and was already on his feet before he could hear what his father had to say.
Judy knowing that the boy had tried “behaving” tonight, simply nodded and his son took off.
There were guards at almost every corner of the castle and unless one wanted a taste of death, they wouldn’t dare to infiltrate.
As soon as Akim returned to his room, he switched back on his laptop and began to study the blueprint. There was nothing that showed of a hidden passageway even in the design, but that couldn’t be unless his father intentionally didn’t include it here least it falls in the wrong hands.
Akim put himself in his father’s shoes and began to think where he would keep an entrance to the secret way. For someone as paranoid as him for their safety, his, father would surely include one…. in his room in case of another invasion so he could escape easily.
Shit, that was it. His father, the king, would surely find a way to keep him safe.
Invigorated, Akim began to search for any abnormality in his room. How could he live in ignorance all this while? Thinking about the fact that there could be a way to escape all this while made his heart ache greatly. He was so dumb!
Akim pulled all the books on his shelf; looked under his study desk for a secret button; checked the walls, and pulled his portrait on the wall; he came up with nothing. Did he think wrong? He wondered and was about to think of beyond his room when his eyes fell on the Lion head sculpture on his wall.
Why didn’t he think of that?
He at once felt the golden sculpture and pulled at the metal ring around the lion’s nose yet it didn’t budge.
His brows furrowed, was it not this? But then, the sculpture stood out in his room and didn’t make sense – he hadn’t even thought of it as a hiding place until now. Maybe, there was a hidden mechanism?
At once, he began to search the sculpture and in the lion’s mane, discovered a little circular hole, it was almost like a missing puzzle and the missing space seemed familiar to the… necklace his father gave him.
Akim at once looked at his chest and pulled up the necklace his father had bestowed on him on his fifteenth birthday. His majesty, the king, said, it would be his safe haven when he needed one.
Holy God, how could his parents be this cryptic?
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Bless this shameless author with your golden ticket
The third point of view:
“Jasmine! Jasmine!” Akim whispered into her ears, trying to wake his sister up. Now he had uncovered the secret passageway, it was time to leave.
It didn’t surprise him that Jasmine had fallen asleep, after all, the girl was still a growing kid who needed as much rest as possible for her well-being. Plus the fact the festival had bored her to death earlier. If not for his princely title and the mission at hand, Akim would have bowed his head and slept as well.
“Jasmine,” He shook her, “It’s time to leave, remember?”
This time she stirred, but then, sleep was still in her eyes.
“Brother?” She recognized him and slowly sat up, rubbing her eyes.
“I’ve finally found a way for us to leave the palace undetected,” Akim revealed to her and the cute dimple on her cheeks was revealed as she smiled.
“So we go now?!”
“Shush,” He pressed his finger against his lips, “Keep your voice down,”
“Oh, right,” She whispered back and giggled sheepishly in a low tone.
“First, find a simple cloth,” Akim instructed her, “If we’re going to sneak out, we need to hide our status and be security conscious – we don’t want to confirm mom’s words that the outside is unsafe for us,”
Jasmine didn’t waste time doing as her brother commanded her. But then, most of the clothes in her wardrobe were extravagant and befitting a royal.
“I can’t find anything less expensive,” Jasmine complained timidly.
With a sigh, Akim went to her wardrobe and carefully searched through her clothing knowing it would be suspicious if the maids happened to search her room afterward and found it disorganized.
True to her words, there was nothing simple in there, every single one of her clothes was extravagant. Unlike him, Jasmine was the kingdom’s sweetheart and their parents made sure she knew that – by buying her extravagant things. But then, his eyes managed to land on a latex superwoman jumpsuit. He picked it at once.
“I think this would do,” He raised it.
“I would look like a weirdo,” Jasmine lowered her lashes, “I haven’t really worn that yet. I was hoping that I would do so on Halloween with other kids,” She slowly stared up at her brother as she added, “Outside,”
Akim smiled at her, “You would look great and though it isn’t Halloween, don’t you think it’s a wish come true to wear it outside as you wanted,”
She smiled at him and Akim immediately squeezed the skin-like material into a small fold and pushed it into his armpit where he hid it well as he zipped up his Jacket.
They left the room and as expected, a maid was waiting for them once they were out.
“Your highness, where are you….?” she didn’t need to finish the rest of the statement, Akim got the point.
“Jasmine would be spending the night at my place, I believe my parents would understand the reason for that,” He hinted that his parent’s approval didn’t matter in his decision.
“Sure,” the maid answered with a bow.
“And also,” Akim added just as he was about to pass her by, “I don’t need any disturbance tonight – not even from my parents. You get that?”
“Yes, your highness,” the maid said and Akim left without noticing the way the maid’s gaze narrowed at him.
Once they got to his room, Akim excused himself into the bathroom where he changed into a t-shirt under a long sleeve that was unbuttoned and donned it with a black shot. He ruffled his professionally made hair that was gelled back without a single strand poking out of place.
As a prince, Akim was made a perfect work of art. His skin was so silky soft like a baby that even a top model would be envious of him. As a prince, he was carefully taken care of physically, enhancing the already great looks he inherited from his parents.
While Akim had taken after his father completely based on physique, Jasmine was their mother’s copy; brunette hair and blue eyes and her petiteness – although time would tell.