Royalty Gone Bad

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Asahd’s POV:

The later it got, the crazier, things seemed to get. Everyone was drunk or making out. The partying was nonstop.

I’d ended up dancing with quite a number of girls and it did me good to stop thinking about my new and ugly life.

I was tipsy from the few drinks I had and I knew there was no way I was going to drive myself back home in such a state.

I took my phone out and texted Saïda, hoping she was still up to see it. I said I wasn’t going to make it back that night and that they would only be seeing me the next morning.

I got no reply and guessed she was asleep.

′Man, I gotta pee.′

I looked around and made my way through the dancing and drunk crowd, going in search of toilets.

I finally found them and so I got in to take a pee. I halted, shocked to see a few mates, gathered around the sink and taking turns to sniff some powder that was probably cocaine or so.

“Hey, want some?” a girl who’d just sniffed her share, asked drunkenly. “It’s now or never, honey. There’s enough for everyone! Woooo!” she could barely stand straight.

I’d done a lot of things in my life, but never had I sniffed or smoked a drug of any kind. I’d swallowed ecstasy once that it’d left me in a terrible mess. I’d woken up the next morning with four girls, complete strangers, in my bed! We’d definitely had fun the previous night but what had scared the hell out of me was that I didn’t remember where I’d met those girls or where I’d picked them up.

My first reaction had been to drive them away, shower and then rush to the hospital to make sure I’d not acquired some STD or whatsoever because I’d not remembered using protection or whatsoever.

Luckily, I’d come out STD free and when I returned to my room, I realised that I’d actually used protection. But still, that was an experience I didn’t want, to repeat itself.

“No thanks.”

I knew they weren’t ready to leave the toilets but because I really had to go, I ignored them and freed myself.

look for Derrick, because he was one of the people I felt comfortable with, amongst my colleagues, but then I was stopped by

she asked over the loud music, smiling at

“Looking for Derrick!”

wrist before I could say anything and led me into the crowd of

Everything was fine until she started to twerk on me. Like, the shameless type of

some pole. Though it amused me, it turned me on as f. If she wanted to

for a kiss. She literally forced her lips on mine, her tongue succeeding to enter my mouth, surprising me. She kissed me slow yet rough. I tried

’Is it by force?!′

me!” I managed to muffle

them off. I slowly pushed her away but she had my lower lip in

as she had a firm grip on it with her teeth.

her

the world is

hurting me” I said and she

tried to touch my face but I slapped the hell

wrong with you?!” I asked with wide eyes. “Like

I was kidding,” she rolled her eyes, finding it hard to stand

′Crazy bitch alert.′

officially cancelled. She’d scared the

and turned to leave but she grabbed my arm and

little. “To reject me? You’re such a pampered kid. You behave like one. Do you know the guys

don’t give shit,” I

Saïda’s POV:

too, so bad,” I whispered into the little mic

too, my darling. It’s already hard enough for me to wait for you to finish your training before I can finally marry you. And now they’ve sent you away for I don’t know

like for Noure was turning into something serious, which was perfect because he was my promised husband. My future husband.

contact when their engagement ceremony was fast approaching, but Noure and I didn’t care. We secretly called and texted

going to lie