My Dark Prince: An Enemies-to-Lovers Romance (Dark Prince Road)

Romeo Costa: So. Dinner went well.

Zach Sun: If by well you mean the bottom of one, then yeah. Super well.

Ollie vB: Now all that’s left is for Dallas to do her part.

Zach Sun: Relying on Dallas to do anything is only slightly less risky than relying on Nixon with the keys to a loaded vault.

Romeo Costa: Speaking of my wife, I just came back from the McLaren dealership. Got Dallas cars in twelve different shades so she’ll always match her outfits.

Zach Sun: Did the same for Farrow yesterday, but with Pagani.

Romeo Costa: This is not a dick-measuring contest, Zach.

Ollie vB: Obviously. Ya’ll know I’d win. No contest.

Ollie vB: So, why are you telling us this?

Romeo Costa: Glad you asked. Because at the dealership, I overheard a conversation between two gentlemen, who swore up and down that you’re a member of the Grand Regent board.

Zach Sun: Care to comment on this?

Ollie vB: My father sometimes sends me to remind his employees that things can get much, much worse if I take over.

Romeo Costa: See, I considered this. But the same gentleman insisted to me that you’re coherent, levelheaded, and shockingly good at what you do.

Ollie vB: Are you sure this was a McLaren dealership and not a rehab? Day drinking is not THAT common.

Zach Sun: Are you hiding the fact that you’re smart from us, Oliver?

Ollie vB: Negatory.

Ollie vB: I mean … Nagatury.

Zach Sun: I always suspected you were smart.

Romeo Costa: Your story about returning from summer vacation with a partial lobotomy that docked your IQ never made sense.

Zach Sun: Your investment portfolio is solid.

Romeo Costa: And you speak four languages.

Zach Sun: And you’re an ATP-certified pilot.

Romeo Costa: And you weren’t dumb enough to get in bed with the headache known as my sister-in-law.

Zach Sun: No offense, Rom, but it’s not like Dallas is a walk in the park.

Ollie vB: More like a run in Jurassic Park.

Romeo Costa: Careful now. You seem mighty attached to those balls. I’d hate to make them a car charm for Dallas to hang on one of her new rearview mirrors.

Ollie vB: She’s more likely to try frying them with caramelized onions and figs.

Zach Sun: Why didn’t you tell us you have a job, Oliver?

Ollie vB: It’s hardly a job. My family can’t fire me.

Romeo Costa: What else are you hiding from us?

Ollie vB: Just those three bodies.

Ollie vB: Oh, and don’t ask me where I was during that Zodiac killer era.

Romeo Costa: By the way, Dallas did, indeed, arrive at your place.

Ollie vB: I’m aware.

Romeo Costa: She’s having a lot of fun with Briar.

Ollie vB: If Dallas ruins her, I am suing you for emotional damage.noveldrama

Zach Sun: Careful or we’ll have to conclude that you actually want to marry this woman.

Romeo Costa: It will be a cold day in hell when Oliver von Bismarck walks down an aisle that doesn’t belong in a Walgreens to buy some more lube.