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"Well, isn’t that… sweet?" Mrs Prince said, insincerity coating each word

Romeo and I snapped our attention back to his parents, whosescowls showed they were not impressed by our little show of affection

The elderlythe aard lass I quickly took a sip when no toast wasup her scotch froe bottle in front of her on the table

"So, Molly, I suppose you’re aware of Roe?" Mrs Prince asked

"With football?" I answered, slightly confused by the strange tone in her voice

Ro expressions

"Absolutely not! We’re talking about his duty to take over the family business," Mr Prince lashed out coldly

"Daddy," Romeo warned

"She needs to know, Ro up to so "She needs to know that you won’t have time to continue your player lifestyle"

"Leave it!" Romeo snapped, this tiht"

Mr Prince’s face deepened to a scarlet flush at Ro as father and son stared each other down

I cleared my throat "May I use your bathroom, please?" I needed some space, needed to take a ht

Rolare at his father "I’ll show you where it is, baby"

We stood and headed out of the roo to each other on the couch