All Chapters of The Girl Who Loved Two Princes: The Her Before You : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The spinning was getting worse. No, no, no. That was just some random girl who happened to be with Emily at the time. He was just going to dance with her to mess with Emily a little, but then everything with CC and Bart started happening and Aaron just wasn't in the mood anymore. So he left her. Aaron's eyes went to Aria, who was still in a daze. She didn't look good. Their eyes met and he recognized her, put the pieces together. Her hair was even longer than it had been when she got here, but it was her alright. He had her, smiling and laughing and eating out of the palm of his hand and he left her, like he left every single one of them after he was done messing around, because of course he fucking did. No wonder she was being all hot and cold with him. He could see it in her eyes. She was about to have a meltdown. No wonder she didn't want to be near him when she was about to lose it. She already had a reason not to trust him. He knew. Emily must have told him or seeing them togeth

Aria brought Bart out to an open field set up with a target, a bow and arrow. “Didn’t think this would be your kind of thing. You handle yourself like a pro with a gun,” he observed. “It’s not. I may be an ace with a pistol, but I suck at archery,” she answered. He gave her a suspicious look. “Bullshit.” “It’s the truth, I swear. Teach me? You’re obviously an excellent shot.” He laughed. A terrible, horrible thought went through his head. Bart wished that he’d never sat down next to the crying girl in that playground. He wasn’t even allowed to be there. His mother took pity on him and snuck him out of the house every now and then so that he wouldn’t grow up “too much of a prince” as she put it. Strictly speaking, as far as his father was concerned, Bart Arden never left the residence for anything until he went off to boarding school. For the first time in his life, he wished it was the truth. That the first woman he met was the one in front of him, the one that was so taken with

2019, December 6th CC held her head up high as she walked towards Troy's chambers, already knowing that she was about to do something she was going to regret. That she was about to make a deal with the prince of darkness. But her father had already shut her down and she was out of options. CC had to go and get Bart. Bring him back from the clutches of the vixen he couldn’t seem to stay away from. And once she had, she was going to sit him down so that they could talk. Caroline Condor wasn’t about to end up like her brothers. She was second fiddle to no one. Troy was sitting at his desk, attentively typing away on his laptop when CC walked in. Unceremonious as ever, she placed herself decidedly in front of him, slamming the laptop closed. Troy’s sexy brown eyes met hers as she brought her face down to the level of his. He grinned. “Have you had a change of heart, my dear princess?” Troy asked in that voice that was between sultry and charm, the one she hadn’t heard since she left Sat

Meanwhile, back at the palace, CC and Aaron, with the aid of Troy’s men, tore Aria’s room apart, searching her desk, her devices, everything. Anything to find some sort of clue as to where they were, what she had planned. CC’s own concerns and insecurities took a backseat to her concern for Aaron. He had crazy, tortured eyes. How had she missed it? How had she not seen what this woman had come to mean to her brother? He swore up and down that he was going to kill Bart, but as much as she knew he loved her, this wasn’t about Bart and CC. This was about the engaged woman he probably couldn’t have. Aaron’s excessive rummaging and throwing stopped abruptly as his hand closed on something. His face paled. He’d been so focused, so worried about her getting shot that he wasn’t thinking about all the stuff Aria had planned for her little outing with Bart. As he looked down into his hand, his eyes grew red with rage. Not wanting to alarm CC any more than she already was, he took a deep breath

2017, September 6thPrince Troy arrived the next evening with a man in tow, but she was not at his side. Aria had been anxiously awaiting their arrival, not knowing how she would face her rival. The wound was fresh. She meant to avoid this woman, to not go down for dinner tonight, but now it seems her anxiety had been for nothing. The prince’s anxiety, however, persisted as he was welcomed into the castle walls. “Forgive me everyone, I am afraid I cannot stay for dinner after all. I only came to offer a greeting, apologize in person and beg that you allow me to reschedule,” said Prince Troy.Diane went to her brother and hugged him. “What’s wrong?” she asked.Prince’s Troy’s face softened and he smiled at his sister, kissing her cheek.“You look well Di. I am very glad to see it. It’s nothing to concern yourself with. My fiancee’s… a bit of a loose cannon. It seems she and her brother gave Duke Dormer over here the slip.” Diane gave the duke a look and then returned her eyes to her