Chapter 154

Alexei had known this party would be boring before he even turned up. Rich people stood around pretending they weren’t about to talk shit the moment your back turned. And the women? They flocked like peacocks in glitter and stilettos, beaming like landing lights, hoping the world’s most notorious royal bachelor would single them out. He wasn’t up himself. It was just a fact of life when you were royal. God, he could walk around with a brown paper bag over his head and women would still want him. Of course, he didn’t disappoint. He never did. Alexei, the second son and second in line to King Theodore, always gave the crowd a good show. Even if he was barely paying attention. “…so I said, ‘You really like your yacht that much? Why don’t you marry it?’” the blonde beside him said breathlessly, her laugh like broken glass. He blinked, vaguely realizing she was telling a story. Possibly about herself. Probably not very well. “Mmh,” he said in response, taking a too-long sip of champagne, wi