POV: Xander

“Do you know who I am?” I asked her, earning a weird look as she wondered what I was driving at.

“What do you mean, why would you ask me that?” She asked, scrunching her face in thought.

“Do you know who I am?” I repeated, giving her a stern look.

“Of course, I know who you are. Everybody knows who you are, goddammit!

Why are you rubbing your elite status on my face, are you trying to make me feel better or worse?” she yelled at my face.

“No, I’m not, cupcakes. I'm only trying to tell you that I’m the fucking prince in this kingdom. I...