One Night With The Prince 98 Who Is He?

"Ahem! Excuse me! Lady Lucy Le Grand, President, would like to see you at the Oval Office, would you come with me, please!" He asked politely and waiting for her to get up.

"Give me a minute, please! I only need a second to finish sending message to my son, and we can go." She continued with her texting, once she finished, she turned her cellphone off, and got up to go with the President a.s.sistant.

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Ramon received the text message his mother sent and was confused it read. < son,="" if="" you="" get="" this="" message,="" will="" you="" come="" to="" the="" white="" house="" and="" rescue="" me="" please!="">

'What does she mean by rescuing her? Is she being held, hostage? What the heck! What did she do now? I know, sooner or later, mother would get into the hot seat with the President with the way she's been collaborating with the First Lady. Hmmm?'

Ramon quickly got up and getting ready to go and take a shower. When suddenly, he realized that his not in his hotel room. "Where am I? How did I get here? " He mumbles to himself as he looked around his surroundings.

When he couldn't remember what happened the night before, he ran to the bathroom and washed up quickly before putting back on the same clothes he has the day before. He grabs his cellphone and quietly opened the door to peek outside...

The coast was clear, he opened the door quietly and was about to sneak out without being seen, when a voice rang, coming from his right side.

Ramon turned to look and see whose voice was it and was stunned to see a shamble looking Prince Alexander standing at the door of his room.

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Prince Alexander woke up with a ma.s.sive headache he couldn't remember how he got home the night before. All he could recollect was they were having a compet.i.tion, and the bet was Alexa Grant. ( A date with Alexa Grant, as a matter of fact.) It seems from the way he couldn't remember how he got home, and it could only mean one thing. He lost!

He quickly got out of the bed to ask Pierre of what happened. He would know what had transpired; if he didn't win the bet, it could only mean one thing. It's Ramon who had won, and he doesn't like that Idea at all.

With his luck, as he opened his door... There he is, the culprit: Ramon Le Grand, the man who's also after the woman he wanted to be his wife. Prince Alexander thought of a way to get rid of him, and he was about to approach Ramon when Pierre comes in with a big grin plastered on his face.

"Good morning, Mr. Le Grand! Good morning, your Highness Prince Alexander! Whenever you both are ready, I had prepared some hangover soup for breakfast. It's in the dining table."

Ramon was quick to reply. "Thank you so much for your kindness. However, I must make a ran, for my mother had been worried and sent me several texts already." He then quickly excused himself and about to leave when...

"Hold it right there! Not so quick, I have a question that you must answer before you leave. I think I reserve the rights to let you spend the night in my hotel room, rather than on the street. Don't you think so?" He asked with his raised eyebrows and a smirk.

Ramon is a gentleman. Therefore he agreed without hesitation. " I only got a minute, but sure! Go ahead, ask the question, and I will answer to the best of my knowledge."

Prince Alexander walked toward the dining table where the hangover soup was sitting on top steaming. "Hmmm, this looks delicious, why not eat with me first and we could discuss it while we ate.

"Prince Alexander, if you don't mind I would prefer we go ahead and have that discussion, I'm really in a rush and short for time." Ramon doesn't want to spend any more time than required in the same vicinity as Prince Alexander.

"Fine, fine! Who won the bet last night?!" He blurted it out angrily.

Ramon's confused look tells him that he also has no idea who won. 'Hahaha! It could only mean one thing. No one had won. That's good, that is the answer I want to see and hear.' He thought to himself while showing a blank look on his face.

"To tell you the truth, I do not know myself. I had pa.s.sed out before you, I think! If that's all you want to know, then I should take my leave." Ramon thanked Pierre, and bid them goodbye, before quickly trying to leave before Prince Alexander has any more questions.

He almost made it out of the room when Lady Antella ran across him at the doorway. "Ramon! WTF are you doing here? How did you know Prince Alexander? Is Lady Lucy with you?!" Lady Antella was bewildered to see her cousin coming out of her fiancee's room...

Prince Alexander and Pierre heard what Lady Antella had asked Ramon, and from what they gathered, they knew each other very well. They looked at each other with a questioning look, before Prince Alexander ran toward the door and pulled Lady Alexa inside the room and kicked Ramon out. "Talk to you later!" He shouted as he shut the door on him.

Once they got Lady Antella seated at the sofa, Prince Alexander did not waste any time asking questions.

"I'll give five minutes to tell me exactly who and what's your relations.h.i.+p with that b.a.s.t.a.r.d! And it starts now!" He spoke with his most intimidating and commanding voice that he could conjure while standing tall right in front of Lady Antella.

Lady Antella was bewildered with Prince Alexander's question. She's confused, 'Is he jealous of Ramon? WTF, he knows since we were young that I'm a Lesbian, how could he get jealous?' She was in deep thought, not realizing that Prince Alexander was running out of patience.

"Lady Antella!!!!" He shouted with a murderous look on his face.