Royalty Gone Bad

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Writer’s POV:

Due to the sudden traffic on the streets, that same night, Asahd made it back to the apartment at ten PM.

He unlocked the door and stepped in. When he didn’t see Djafar in the living room, he knew the man had retired to bed. He was going to go to his own room, when he heard low giggles coming from Saïda’s room. Curious, he approached her door and put his ear against it to eavesdrop.

“Hihihi, stop, yeah, mhm. No it’s a cool job. Yeah, I don’t have any difficulties. I miss you so bad.”

Asahd frowned a little, wondering who she was talking to, or with. Quietly, he opened her door and poked his head in. She didn’t hear him at all. She was lying on her side and had her back to him. She was on phone.

Asahd quietly approached her, amused and listening to the conversation.

“Don’t let other girls approach you, okay?” Saïda giggled. “Yeah, I mean it. I don’t care cuz you’re mine already,” she giggled and Asahd’s brows shot up in amusement and surprise.

“Yeah,” she said in a lower voice. “I’m yours too.”

He realised that it was definitely Noure. Asahd, a mischievous smirk on his lips, lowered himself till his lips were close to her ear and phone. She was so carried away that she didn’t realise anything.

“Baby, come to bed with me,” he suddenly said in the sexiest and most husky voice ever, loud enough for Noure to hear and for Saïda to almost have a heart attack.

She literally shook, afraid and screamed but Asahd, who was now kneeling on the bed by her and hovering over her, already had a hand over her mouth to muffle her terrified scream. She probably had thought it was some bugler or stranger.

When she saw that it was him, she started breathing again and tried to pull his hand away from her mouth but Asahd didn’t take it away.

Instead, the mischievous and playful Prince seized her phone with his other hand and put it on his ear.

"Saïda?? Saïda, my dear who was that??” a confused Noure asked, causing Asahd to wheeze and struggle to hold back his laughter. It was so funny.

He cleared his throat lowly and answered Noure. Meanwhile Saïda was desperately trying to pull his hand away and seize the phone back.

“Saïda can’t answer you now,” Asahd mused, looking down at a panicking Saïda.

"Why? Who are you??”

“Who are you, instead? She can’t answer, cuz she’s under me right now,” his smile grew wider in amusement when he saw Saïda panic even more.

mean?? Give the damned phone to

her moan my name, like I always do. Make her beautiful eyes roll back into her head while she drools at the pleasure. Saïda darling,

the phone

don’t tell me what to do. Can’t make her

out laughing, letting Saïda go

my!” she panicked and hurriedly grabbed her phone. She tried to

“Do you know what you’ve done??

coughing and choking

Saïda mused, though she was

You should’ve heard the fear

“Asahd! You are terrible!”

rang. It was amusing when all of a sudden, they both launched for the phone, Asahd jumping on the bed to get

“Hello, Noure??”

was that? What was

it was Asahd playing stupid games.

lying on his sides, on her bed with his arm holding his head up, watched her try to explain things,

boy has an issue.

about it. He was just pulling my legs. I’ll call

He is such an

I call you back,” she hung up and gave Asahd a surprised stare, making him

over that phone,” Asahd mused. “When you call back, tell him he’s a dumbass and that I’m gonna smash his future wife.

me,” she exclaimed and rubbed her forehead, her fingers a little

got him good. I’m so

her eyes in

that was your little revenge,

That was just a joke,” Asahd chuckled and got off

it out,”

mused. “Have you

was

and

I love girl problems. I’ll warm the food, go

“Okay, mommy.”