Drunk In Lust [18+]: A TBS SPIN-OFF

ix. the rules

"Right...And I am the fucking Queen of England!" I let out, obviously still a little shocked at his confession. "You can't be serious!" It wasn't everyday that a girl like me could just randomly run into a prince. Life wasn't a fairytale, that was one thing I was sure about.

He shook his head, pursing his lips,"No, Rebecca, as much as I hate talking about it, I am from Mona- are you okay?"

I realized that I still had my jaw hanging wide open. "Wh-whu? What are you even doing here? Why the hell would a prince be an associate for a random law firm?"

"Well, I do have a degree from Harvard. The firm was hiring, I thought why not...," He shrugged,"I wanted to get away from my family."

"Right," I hummed out. "And you somehow ended up at Eriksson & Emmerson?" I shook my head in disbelief, still not believing a thing he said.

"You don't believe me?"

"No."

"Look me up on the internet," He suggested as the waiter made his way over to us. Jack ordered a bottle of wine for us and sent the waiter away while I still tried to process everything.

I slowly reached into my purse, taking out the rectangular device to type in his name in the search bar. His face instantly popped up and I scrolled down, to see...

"Prince Jack's Scandalous Affair with the woman who-" He instantly snatched away my phone from his hand. "Don't read that!"

"Hey, give me my phone back!" I took it way from him, locking it instantly. "Fine, you are a prince. Alright..." I shrugged and he looked at me through narrowed, skeptical blue eyes. I waggled my eyebrows at him,"Scandalous Affair? Huh?"

"No, it's nothing like that. It was an year ago and was...just a fling. Media over exaggerates things for no reason. They obviously have nothing new to talk about me," He muttered out, awkwardly running a hand through his hair,"Can we just pretend that I am just a normal guy?"

"Sure..." I hummed out as I saw the waiter walk back with the bottle of wine. Alcohol surely was the one thing that I needed right now.

"How long have you been working here?" He smiled, leaning back into his chair as his white teeth glinted at me. "About three years now," I let out, pursing my lips together.

The waiter poured the wine for us and as soon as he was done, I brought the glass to my lips as Jack told me about how he got to the small law firm in this city in the first place.