Andrew Jacoby Princess Diaries Novels & Stories

Diana Rose POV - “You are Diana Rose, aren’t you?” Andrew asked me again. I want to ask him so much, like, how did he know me if John Andrew Cabrera and Diana Rose Soleta have never met? But I’m afraid that one mistake of my word will destroy all my plans. I’m at the point where Andrew and I are about to get close and get to know him better, but this one minor mistake will ruin everything I’ve worked for. “What are you doing here?” Andrew asked again. “Why do you seem to do this?”

“ I am not doing that and besides we are not even dating or anything. It is not like there was a confession of love. So don’t make me feel like the bad guy here” Jordan dumped the diary on the floor “ let’s forget I ever came here. It was my mistake” Ysabekle felt like slapping him. The man was insufferable. He didn’t even believe that Andrew was lying. If he liked her shouldn’t he trust his words? She was a virgin for goodness sake. Andrew was only toying with their chance together.

Andrew said in a commanding tone. "Pornography Jesus. Get a life sis" Jessica broke into another fit of laughter. "I wasn’t really watching that, Jessy. Direct your questions to Andrew, please," I tried to defend myself. Andrew shot me a look, silently begging me to let it go. I returned a look that clearly said, you must be f*cking joking. Jessica won't let him be if he was truly bothering me. Once Jessica could finally breathe again, she jumped right into our usual gossip session. "The handsome, chaste billionaire is finally getting married!"

Andrew was dead, and with him went the easiest path to finding Jacob. I stood in our room, arms crossed, watching Jake lace up his boots. He hadn’t stopped moving since we got back. “You’re going to wear yourself out,” I said softly. He glanced at me, his jaw tight. “I don’t have the luxury of rest, Priscilla. Not with Jacob still out there.” I took a deep breath. This wasn’t the right moment, but there never would be. “I can help you, Jake. There’s something I can do.”

The dress she had painted onto her perfect body made Erica look like a bag lady. What the hell? “Andrew. Hi.” I smiled, unsure of what to do. Thankfully, he moved toward me and pulled me into a hug, leaning down to kiss my lips softly. “Sorry I’ve been so damn busy. One of my clients had—” “Something off on their account.” I pulled back but forced the smile to stay plastered on my face. “I know. Who’s this?” He moved around to stand beside me and nodded. “Liza Bartlet, this is my fiancée, Lanie Jacobs. Lanie, Liza.”

“There, all better.” Princess Aurora smirked. “Oh my…that is better.” She began to reach her hand out, as though to touch Andrew’s abs. I had seen enough. “Andrew!” I yelled as I made my way towards the couple. “Crystal?” Andrew said. He leapt to his feet, Princess Aurora following his example. “What are you doing here?” “What are you doing?” Andrew looked down at his bare torso, then at Princess Aurora, then at me. “It’s not what it looks like,” he said.

Still, Andy continued to try to connect with the beautiful, distant princess. “Miss Sabrina, let’s go play soccer! My friends said they’d all be at the park today,” he said one morning. He was tired of being cooped up in the house. Claire used to take him on all kinds of outings. Sabrina continued to flip through her magazine and sip her coffee. Her initial glee at moving into the Alpha house had become tarnished by the realization that it didn’t mean she was any closer to seducing Nathan. It just meant more free babysitting for the little brat.

He shrugged sheepishly, “Nothing serious. I just gave him a mild sleeping dose. He should be awake by tomorrow morning.” "And then what?” "He'll be fine.” Jacob assured me, "But I have one more thing to tell you." Before Jacob could say anything more, the sound of approaching footsteps cut our conversation off. Andrew strode back into the dining room, but this time he was dressed for battle. I sprang up from my seat, “What's going on?" Andrew approached me, placing his hands firmly on my shoulders, but his eyes darted past me to Jacob. The warmth vanished from his expression. “What are you still doing here?” he demanded.

Jacob chuckled to ease the tense atmosphere ” What should I help you with,” he asked and she handed the dishes to him. ” You can take this with you I will manage with the rest,” she said nonchalantly She felt Jacob's gaze on her, she raised her head and avoid looking into his eyes ” Thank you Mr Jones and when next I come to America I do love to meet your Mom,” she smiled faintly. He nodded in acknowledgement before leaving the kitchen. Finally the dinning was set and everywhere quietened down as they had their dinner. He cleared his throat slightly ” Andrea, are you really 24? ”jacob Jones asked casually.