Pregnant For The Royal Prince

RAGHAV angrily walked into the palace and then took the stairs, heading for his room. He was peeved right now and all he thinks his body needed at that moment was rest, he really needed to rest.

Just when he was rejoicing over having Rina back, Bella ruined everything, all his efforts, gosh!

He really wasn’t in the mood to start making explanations to Rina because he knew it would be needless and useless too, I mean, who in Rina’s shoes wouldn’t think it was true.

He had lived in New York City for eight good years, spent virtually all his growing years there, even now that he was back to his kingdom, he still goes there.

Bella herself was a famous celebrity, his type of women as people gonna say, and now photos of them kissing surfaces online and with the caption…. who wouldn’t think they are dating? Who wouldn’t?

Damn! All thanks to Bella, all he needed at the moment was rest, nothing more.

He was on the hallway leading to his room when he sighted his mom coming from the other end, he squeezed his face.

Quickly, he made to get into his room and lock up, he never wanted disturbance.

Unfortunately, she called him.

“Son? …wait up”, she said waving, her voice echoed into the empty hallway.

He cussed and reluctantly stopped.

“Yes mom?”, he asked.

“I was coming to your room actually”, she said on getting to him.

He sighed and leaned on his door.

“For what?”, she asked.

“Come on son”, she touched his right cheek.

“You haven’t been stable these past days, I noticed”.

He scoffed, what was this woman talking about? Like, didn’t she know the cause of him not being stable? He shook his head.

“You are the cause mom”, he said.

Arya jerked backwards and looked at him.

“Come off it, how can I? Look, your cousins didn’t even do any damage as that, have you noticed anything?”, she asked.

Raghav furrowed his brows as he looked at his mother, he stiffened a laugh. He really wasn’t ready for her that afternoon.

“If you don’t mind, I need to rest”, he placed his hand on the door knob.

“Wait please, wait, I’m not done yet”, she pleaded and he paused.

“What again?”.

“Alright fine, you haven’t still said anything about your childhood friend, she’s been awaiting your reply from the dinner party”, she said.

He scoffed, then turned to her.

“She already got my reply at the hallway when we met, ask her”.

Arya smiled.

“Oh really? That means she will be coming over soon? I should invite her?”, she asked.

He sighed and shook his head.

“Mom, the damages done are still there waiting, and you want to do more?”, he asked.

Her countenance changed instantly.

“I’m inviting her to the palace, she’s your betrothed and you must marry her”, she barked.

Raghav laughed so sarcastically.

“Alright then, come and hold my hand and force me to marry her”, he said and immediately opened the door and entered, locking it up.

“Raghav”, she called and tried opening the door, but he had already locked up, she cussed.

“You must marry her Raghav, you must. How can I say something and it isn’t being obeyed? You must”, she shouted banging on the door.

Meanwhile Raghav flopped on the bed inside the room and a slight sleep took him instantly.

Shortly after, a soft knock came on his door and he flickered one eye open. He was a light sleeper and could wake at any slight noise.

The knock came again and then a soft voice accompanied it.

“Open up big bro, it’s me”, the voice said. It was Prisha.

He yawned and then got up, then opened the door, she entered.

“Hey, why you lock your door?”, she asked on entry, she knew him to never lock his doors whenever he is around.

He sighed as he walked to the bar section and sat.

“Just felt like….”, he trailed off, selecting a half drunk bottle of wine.

“Hey, haven’t you seen yet?”, she asked looking at him, with her arms akimbo.

“What?”, he shortly replied corking the wine open.

“Seriously? You need to see this”, she said and hurriedly walked up to the large screen wall television set and picked up the remote control.

Raghav sat sipping wine from the bottle as he watched her turned on the television, then began changing from channels to channels.

She got to a particular channel and stopped, then stepped backwards, his eyes couldn’t leave the TV.

A particular tv show was going on; Celebrities’ Deals. It was a show where different kinds of celebrities were being invited to the studio, and interviewed live, so to put it, a live interview.

?: Alright people, welcome back.

The show presenter began.

?: Our next celeb we gonna be interviewing this afternoon, is Miss Bella Minner, popularly known as Bellarmine, famous model and social media influencer, Miss Bella, it’s good to have you on the studio.

The presenter said turning to Bella as she sat on the swivel chair beside the presenter, grinning from ear to ear.

Raghav shifted on his seat, his eyes glued so intently on the television.

“Thank you so much”, she replied grinning.

“It’s my pleasure to meet you Bellarmine”.

“Thank you, and mine too”.

The show presenter nodded, he was a male.

“So tell us Bella, what really moved you into modelling?”, he asked.

Bella smiled.

“It’s my thing, I’ve always loved to be a model from when I was six”, she replied.

Raghav scoffed and Prisha turned to him, then back at the television, they all watched the interview go on in silence.

“Oh, good”, he nodded.

“So, you got blown up rather too early, and people have been saying things you know, so what do you have to say to them concerning that?”.

She nodded smiling.

“Well, it’s obvious. I didn’t start modelling today like I’ve said, I’ve begun modelling since I was six. It’s just only got into limelight few months back, it’s hardworking and perseverance, nothing more”.

“Oh wow, educative. How do you feel having so much as twelve million followers on Instagram? Doesn’t it look awkward?”.

She laughed.

“Mind sound though, but it’s cool. Shows you really have people who cares about you, and your business”, she tilted her head.

He nodded his head concurring with her reply.

“Good. Your new endorsement with Stacey Fashion Nova, how’s that? Recall that most models who have been into modelling for years have been fighting tooth and nail, just to get it, but you did so within months, how’s that?”.

She heaved deeply before replying.

“Well, like I said, it’s just hardworking and perseverance, nothing more, you work hard, you persevere”.

The presenter was so impressed that he began clapping his hands, all she did was smile broadly.

“And the most shocking of all, is your newest achievement, your relationship with his royal highness, Prince Raghav of Shimla kingdom, is that true?”.

Prisha gasped and glanced at Raghav, who stood watching in anger, he had suddenly gone peeved. What was this?

Bella laughed so hard, blushing simultaneously.

“Well yes, yes it’s true”, she replied.

“Jeez, big bro!”, Prisha shouted and turned to Raghav.

“This is reference to an update you posted on your social media handle”, the presenter continued.

“Yeah, you are right. We are dating”, she replied.

“Brother, how could you?”, Prisha asked and angrily turned off the television.

“Prisha!”, he shouted, startling her, “I didn’t”, he replied softly.

“Huh? But she just announced it, it’s on the media now, everyone knows now”, she was almost whimpering.

Raghav groaned and carelessly dropped the bottle of wine in his hands on the counter, and it fell and shattered on the tiled floor.

Prisha flinched, turning from the broken bottle, to Raghav.

“We are not dating Prisha”, he said getting up from the seat and walking up to the dining, Prisha watched him.

“How you going to do this now? What about mom and dad? What about Aunt Aarti? What about Rina?”, she continued asking.

“I said we aren’t dating”, he shouted and she jerked backwards.

Raghav fisted his hands in anger, how could Bella? How could she? Shit!

“Okay fine”, Prisha calmed down.

“If you aren’t dating, then why is she doing this? I mean to the world? Why?”, she asked.

He kept her quiet, still groaning in anger.

“Well, I was only surprised when I found out she’s now a model, so I decided to show you and ask how? I didn’t even know you guys were dating?”, she continued.

“Don’t let me… hit you Prisha, we are not dating, how many times would I keep on saying this?”, he shouted and then walked to his closet.

Few minutes later, he was already dressed up in casuals and then grabbing his car keys, he began walking out the room, Prisha watched him in horror.

“Where you going big bro?”, she asked.

He halted and turned back to her.

“Tell a maid to clean up the mess on the floor, tell a guard to come pick up the car from the airport, and lock up my chambers as you leave, I’m off”, he said and dashed out, leaving Prisha in utmost surprise.

With the stunts Bella has just pulled up, he now had his mind made up.

He took the stairs and hastingly walked to the garage, then drove away heading for the airport. He couldn’t wait to get to New York.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.