"You are so dead, Prince!"

A scowl escaped my lips, holding the vase, targeting Prince who was holding the pillow to defend himself from my assault.

“I told you, I am sorry! Please..!” He said breathlessly, peeking from the pillow.

“Asshole, You could have told me Nathaniel is my brother instead of making things complicated!” I growled, moving to the side, finding the right spot to hit him.

“Hey! The vase will hit, put it down.” He said, trying to convince me but to no avail.

“I am sorry, It’s just him and I are not on good terms.” He tried to reason but I got on top of bed....