Chapter Four
Adrian
Declan drives us through the busy streets of Manhattan while my mind is busy thinking of how we can ditch him. He’s not going to let me pay him off this time. I’m sure my mom has him on strict orders after I left Sandsal after breaking my dad’s nose.
“Club?” Sierra asks from next to me.
I shake my head. “How about Times Square?”
She hems and haws but finally nods. Finding her hand in the back of the black SUV, I squeeze it, hoping it will let her in on the fact that there’s more to my plan.
“Hey, Dec, we’re going to Times Square.”
“Sir, I’m not sure that’s a great idea.”
“No one will recognize me.”
Which is true. I might be a prince, but few people actually recognize me. Felicia is unfortunately right when she says that it’s the younger girls who seem to spot m
