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She's A Badass Princess

She's A Badass Princess

Khym

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A naughty Princess named Jamirah Asteria Tadashi is a Badass Princess of England. She was always involved in fights and chaos. She doesn't care if she's a princess. She doesn't like her status as a princess because everything she does is visible. She was arranged to be married by her father to the Prince of Spain Demetrio Wurzchi. But, one-day Jamirah and Darius' paths meet. Darius Vior is a man feared for being a bad boy and involved in one of the richest families in the world. It is also a well-known leader who is feared in the gangster world. He didn't care about his surroundings because all he wants is to have what he wanted. What will happen to the two of them? Will there be a love affair or a fight? And will everyone know that the woman they met is a Princess or not?

Chapter 1 Trouble

(Jam Pov)

"What the hell is your problem, huh?!" screamed the girl next to me.

"You! You're my problem, you fucking bitch!" the woman in front of her shouted back.

I held my breath slightly because of their irritating voice.

I'm here today at the restaurant because I was hungry before I ran away from the police who were chasing me, so I went here first, and while I was busy eating here, this woman suddenly came in front of me, and made a scene.

Of the many places they can make a scene, it's right here in front of me. Their voice is already irritating, their looks are even more so. It's like a spasol, tsk.

"Fuck you, Bitch! Why me?! Are you crazy?!" the woman beside me shouted angrily.

I just shook my head and continued eating. Let them take care of their lives, just don't bother me here so there won't be any trouble.

"Huh! Are you crazy?! Yes, you are! You don't need to ask about that because it's too obvious," said the woman in front of us.

I smiled because of what she said and just continued my meal. Nice one, bitch.

"What?!" the woman beside me shouted angrily.

I was stunned when she took the milk tea that was on my table and threw it at the woman in front of us.

What the fuck! I heard everyone gasp in shock. I closed my eyes and calmed myself down.

"You deserve that, you little shit!" She said teasingly.

I looked at the woman in front of me. She couldn't move because of the shock and she slowly looked in disbelief at the woman in front of her.

"What did you do?! You son of a bitch!" She shouted angrily, and took the food that was on my table and threw it at the woman in front of her.

What the hell?! I clenched my hands and stopped myself from entangling these two women. Like, shit! My food.

They still don't stop and all the food on my table is gone. No one wants to stop them for fear of being offended. I was annoyed and stood up, knocking over my chair. I just looked straight outside, I heard the silence of the two women who had been shouting in front of me. I felt them turning towards me so I slowly turned my gaze towards them. They looked at me curiously but I ignored them.

"Do you know how annoying the two of you are?" I said coldly.

They are angry when they looked at me but I just looked at them with no desire, and put my two hands in my pockets at the same time.

This one girl looks like a Japanese and this one is Filipino.

"Omae was ittai dareda?" The japanese girl angrily asked me, who was in front of me. (Who the hell are you?)

I tilted my head and blew my hair from my face.

"Watashihadare?" I asked her. (Who am I?)

I laughed weakly and faced them. Well, it's a good thing I know Japanese because if I don't I'd be an embarrassment to this girl. I even saw how this japanese girl lifted me up and insulted me. Tsk, it's nice to have a face. That Filipino-looking woman just kept standing while also looking at me.

"Hai, where are you from? Watashitachi no tatakai ni sanka suru tame no anata no kao no atsu-sa," She said angrily. (Yes, who are you? The thickness of your face to join our fight.)

I held my breath slightly because of the excessive chatter of this Japanese girl.

"Watashinokao wa atsuidesu ka? Wa! de wa, anata wa jibun jishin o nanto yobimasu ka? Sukyandarasu" I said. (My face this? huh! Then, what do you call yourself? Scandalous?)

Her eyes widened because of what I said but I just looked at her with no desire.

"What did you say?! How dare you!" She shouted angrily as her two narrow eyes widened.

Seriously? this girl is so fucking annoying.

"Are you deaf?" I don't feel like asking.

She looked at me angrily and was about to kick me when I got ahead of her. I kicked the chair between us towards her which she backed away.

Everyone here was shocked because of what I did but I ignored them.

This Japanese woman looked at me in shock and couldn't believe what I had done. Don't me bitch, I can break your face in one second only.

"The hell is your problem?! Who are you, huh? Watashi o shiranai no?" She asked angrily. (Don't you know me?)

"Huh! You know what my problem is? You're fucking face, Bitch. Hell! I don't fucking care who the hell you are, I'm not interested at all," I said.

Her eyes widened when she looked at me but I ignored her, and turned to look at this Filipino girl.

Her gaze was just shifting between the two of us and the woman in front of me so I raised an eyebrow at her.

"She looks stupid"

I rolled my eyes and turned away from them. I don't have time for trivial people.

I hadn't taken three steps when someone suddenly pulled my hair. I heard everyone gasp. I closed my eyes tightly because of annoyance.

"Watashi ni se o mukete, koko no ōku no hitobito ni watashi o tōwaku sa seru anata no kao no atsu-sa!" She yelled angrily while tweaking me. (The thickness of your face to turn your back on me and embarrass me to the many people here.)

I angrily held her hand. I twisted her hand so she let go of me. She looked at me angrily but I just looked at her blankly. I fixed my hair that she messed up.

"What the hell is your problem, huh?! Do you want to die?" I said angrily as I approached her.

I saw her retreat while looking directly at me. I smirked secretly.

"Oh, look. The little kitten is scared, now,"

She dared to look at me even though she was already scared. Tsk, poor creature. Just think of that, what if I punched her annoying face.

I raised an eyebrow at her and slowly approached her. When I got in front of her I immediately pulled the collar of her dress.

"Don't try me, bitch. You don't know who I am and what I can do to your annoying face," I whispered coldly to her ears.

I let go of the collar of her clothes and patted my hand. I put my two hands in my pocket and looked at her listlessly.

Shock and fear can be seen on her face. It couldn't look at me directly with my eyebrows raised.

"Tsk. weak,"

Without a word I turned my back on her while my two hands were in my pants pocket. But I hadn't gone far when I heard her shout.

"Anata wa sore o subete shiharaudeshou, Meinu!" She shouted angrily. (You'll pay for it all, Bitch!)

I raised my middle finger while still keeping my back to them and finally left that restaurant.

"I'll wait for that, Bitch."

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