A high school diploma would never hang from a wall of any office I occupied. It was a fucking piece of paper. My father had finally given me the Laterza stare and I knew I'd lost the battle and here the fuck I was in the last place I wanted to be.

I couldn't even interest my dick in a recep or princess.

The receps were the girls without the powerful last names. They lived in our world and had a place in the families if they wanted it. Many would stay through loyalty because ...