**DIANA** The cars parked in the underground parking lot, and we all got out. We took the private elevator to avoid the press due to my anxiousness. I was sweating profusely and wasn’t sure if I could pull this off without a flaw. "Come on, girl, you can do this," I repeated in my head like a mantra, reassuring myself and building my confidence. Jeanne held my hand and gave me a warm smile, allowing me to breathe out and calm myself down. "Thanks, Jean," I said, appreciating her effort to soothe me. "You’re welcome." As we entered the main hall, I saw exactly what I had expected—and yet nothing like it. Reporters from various news stations and fashion magazines lurked around, eager for any news. Famous fashion designers like Tom, Alexander, and Coco sat in the front row, scanning the room, waiting for the show to begin. "They are waiting for you, Diana," my subconscious squealed, making me feel giddy inside. I took three deep breaths before approaching them while repeating my m
Author’s POV. Three months later. The shrill sound of wails woke up the two couples who were sleeping peacefully. They groaned and cursed as they got up, but the man held the woman’s hand. “Don’t worry, babe, I’ll take care of them. You just rest.” He said and pecked her cheeks before leaving the room. The woman muttered a little ‘thanks’ and went back to sleep almost immediately. Leonard walked to the adjacent room and saw his two princesses wailing like the earth was on attack, he walked to the end and picked their feeder, before going to the crib and once they saw someone's shadow they stopped crying, staring at their father with tears on their faces. “Hey pretties, I guess you’re hungry huh.” He asked and carried one from the crib, he placed her gently in his arms, placing the feeder in her mouth and the baby latched on to it quickly and that made Leonard chuckle, “You’re that hungry, huh?” He smiled and stared at his pretty angel whilst he played with the other. Eve
EPILOGUE 2. This chapter is dedicated to those who took the time to read, comment, and vote. Thank you for your love and support, everyone. SEVEN MONTHS LATER DIANA. Life has been going great for me, although I’ve faced some challenges with my mental health issues. Thankfully, it’s all okay now, all thanks to my psychologist, Dr. Renee. She has helped me get back to my daily life; I no longer flinch or get startled when someone touches me. I’ve come to accept the fact that I’m a princess now, and sometimes, it still feels unbelievable that I come from a royal family. Even Harmony was surprised and happy for me. Thinking back to how I reacted when Leonard broke the news makes me laugh. I was such a jerk—sorry, I meant to say that princesses don’t curse. Oops! I argued with Leonard that he was lying, insisting my family was dead and would never come back. But after much persuasion, along with the story and evidence he provided, I hugged my dad for the first time. “Thinking again?”
**EPILOGUE ONE** **TWO MONTHS LATER** This chapter is dedicated to Lotto wearers Karen Russell, Ndifreke Etim, Pauline, Alice Suzeni, Chrissy Bridgelal, Mean Hermosa, crnsd, Daisy Presh, Karly Meh, Felimo Fernandes Basdeo, and Favy. Thank you for your support and for your gems. **THIRD PERSON'S POV** Many people gathered at the entrance of St. Paul’s Cathedral for the wedding of Princess Diana and Leonard Smith, the president's son. Reporters were also present, eager to capture any scoop they could. “We are live at St. Paul’s Cathedral for the royal wedding and coronation of our beloved princess, Diana, and her groom, Leonard Smith. Rumor has it that they were already married before in an arranged marriage, and now they want to renew their vows and hold a proper wedding. Oh! Here comes the bride.” They immediately turned their attention and cameras to the approaching vehicles. The cars stopped in front, and all the bridesmaids—three in total—descended from the Bentley, each
LEONARD’S POV CONT. “Have it your way then.” He pulled the trigger and everything happened so fast that the next thing I knew was seeing Derrick on the floor with blood coming out of his stomach and mouth and the man being apprehended. “DERRICK!.” I yelled running to him, I squatted on the floor and held his hand. “You will be fine,” I said and turned to the soldiers. “Lift him, gently.” The two soldiers held Derrick gently as we walked to the helicopter. “Hurry up.” I yelled at the soldiers as they carried Derrick into the helicopter and as soon as Dad saw us he gasped. “What happened?” He asked worriedly, I shook my head before walking in still carrying Diana who had fainted. “Let’s go.” The captain yelled closing the door and the pilot nodded, I turned to see King Charles holding Derrick’s hands whispering words to him. *he’s going to be fine* I thought as the helicopter took off. FAST FORWARD I was pacing up and down in the hospital hallway impatiently,
UNKNOWN POV I sat on my chair with my hands on my hair, how could I let this happen? Shit! I hit the table angrily and breathed out. The sound of a phone ringing blared in the room, he’s calling. I picked the phone up from the table before answering. “Boss,” I called in a fearful tone. “I want to assume you have taken care of it ya.” his cold voice asked from the other side of the line and I gulped down nothing. “I... I’ve gotten it but there is a slight problem.”I stuttered holding my hair tightly, the line was silent for a while before he spoke up. “What problem?” he asked. “There..... is...... no.......... some..one.”I stuttered, I couldn’t form a single word correctly. “Shut the fuck up Michael, you better get the fucking job done before the end of today or else, ya know what’s gonna happen to ya son huh?” he said calmly. I know he was snickering at the other side and I gulped nothing down again. “Yes boss.” he hung up and I threw the phone on the floor and w