Royal Princess: Doted On By The Mafia King

Leah saw Carl leaning on the doorway of Rose's room for the second time. At this point she felt it was compulsory they have him watched constantly to prevent a third time. "What are you doing here?" she asked with a serious frown.

"I followed you," he replied naturally.

"No you didn't. You're obviously lying. I haven't even seen you today," she said not liking his lie at all.

"I figured that if I wait here, you might be willing to talk to me. I see that this girl have succeeded in stealing my favorite doctor away from me. I am a very important patient and that shouldn't be," he complained like a little child whose toy was stolen.

Her frown deepened. "Get out. You shouldn't be here," she said with a slightly unfriendly warning tone. She was considering calling the security.

"I am sorry Dr. Leah," he apologized playfully in a manner she found very unpleasing to her ears at this moment. "You haven't showed up in my room for a while now and I wanted to talk to you," he said stepping away from the doorway to let Leah walk out.

"How do you know I come here at this time of the day?" she asked suspiciously.

"I followed you. I am sorry I did that but I tend to get really stalky at times," he said with a soft laughter.

"I see that you must be having a lot of fun but I might really have someone watch you closely. Appearing here is very wrong," Leah scolded unhappily. She did not like the way he was not taking anything she said seriously.

"I know that very well Dr. Leah but no one knows except you and I," he said trilled. "I feel like I am acting a spy movie. I can sneak in and sneak out."

"This is not funny at all young man. Her family won't be happy about that. And it does not matter if anyone knows or not. You are also invading her private space. What is important is that you don't do anything that is wrong," she said walking away after closing the door of Rose's room.

"Her family members are never here anyway," he said as a matter of fact. "She is so beautiful and talented but very pitiful. Just like me. I bet she and I will make very good friends."

"I doubt that," Leah said under her breathe.

"Really?" the boy asked with a sad expression. "I really wanted to be her friend."

"Go back to your room."

"I want to talk to you. Could we go to your office and order food?" he asked hopefully.

"I see you are getting better. Perhaps they should let you go back home," she said sincerely. He looked nothing like he looked when he was brought to the hospital and also much better than most people who suffered like he did would look.

"I am really better but I don't want to go back to home. I heard most people don't like the smell of hospital but I love it better than my room at home. The only thing I don't like is the food," he said truthfully.

"Why will you like a hospital more than your own home?" she asked curiously as soon as they arrived at her office.

"Let's sit down first and order lunch," he said making himself comfortable one of the sofa's in her office.

She frowned but still sat down watching closely. She did not see the naïve youth she first got to know any longer. She also ordered lunch since she was also yet to eat her lunch. She waited patiently for him to speak when the food arrived.

"I have known all along," he said after eating his first mouthful of the food. "I found out when I was twelve that he was not my twin brother and he was actually my step brother. I knew very well that my father did not care about me but I never thought he killed my mother although I knew he obviously married my mother for all the benefits he will get which includes becoming a part of the royal council after my mother's death," Carl narrated naturally.

"Why did you pretend you did not know when I told you?" Leah asked unable to read the boy's mind as she stared into his green eyes.

"Because I could," he gave her a very short answer.

"Okay," she told with a bored expression. "I want to know the real reason. It is really not funny."

"Fine," the boy said sighing as he accepted his defeat. It seems Dr. Leah was not in the mood for his jokes. "I did not trust you well enough to tell you about it. I knew you wanted something from me but I was not sure if I will be willing to part with what you want. I know you work for Mr. Hale and he is actually unconscious in this building."

His revelation shocked Leah but she did a good job of hiding it away from her face. "Okay . . ." she hinted that he could go on with his revelations.

"Rose is my cousin sister. Her mum is my aunt, the fashion designer," he said and took his time take a few mouthful of the food well laid on the table before proceeding. "I think that is all I know about things that don't concern me."

"What about things that concern you?" Leah asked as she ate her own lunch too.

"I just found out that my father killed my mother or . . . I think it is best to say that I just confirmed it recently. I know I am to take over in the council instead of my father or step brother. I want to take back what rightfully belongs to me. I don't want to keep seeing my brother's name appearing as the co-owner of almost everything," he said angrily but tuned his anger down to just tightening his grip on the chopstick he held.

Leah suddenly realized something, this boy was far from being innocent. She leaned away from the table and rested her back against the back rest of the sofa as she watched him intently. "Was that why you tampered with your brother's motorcycle?"