Royalty Gone Bad

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Saïda’s POV:

I lay immobile in my bed the next morning thinking. It was eight and Asahd was definitely still asleep.

′Guess I’ll be alone in this apartment today. Well at least until my father returns.′

I sighed and turned onto my side. Just then, my mind went back to what had happened the previous night. It immediately caused a sweet electric feeling in between my legs and I shut them tight, closing my eyes.

′We both knew what we did, yet we later on acted like nothing had happened.′

I rubbed my forehead with a little frown.

’And I let it happen, once again. What is happening to me? To us? The way he had his face pressed up against my intimacy– Gawd it caused such an exciting reaction through my body. I raised my hips because I wanted more. What is happening to me?? Something I used to judge and find strange?′

“Yalah Saïda, you’re losing it,” I muttered.

And the worse part was that, unlike the first time that something weird had happened between us, I wasn’t guilty. I wasn’t the least guilty. I was trying hard to feel guilty and hate myself because of what I was doing with Asahd, to Noure, but I couldn’t. I felt like the things we were doing were almost normal for us to do.

′This isn’t right, this isn’t right at all.′

I swallowed and got out of bed. I grabbed my toothbrush and headed for the bathroom.

Asahd’s POV:

Later that afternoon, I put my things in my backpack and left my room. Saïda was watching TV.

“Saïda?” I called and she looked up.

“Hmm?”

“...’ana fi tariqi (I am on my way).”

“Okay,” she replied and went back to watching TV.

“Do you need me for anything before I leave?”

“la , yumkinuk aldhahab (No, you can go).”

She seemed a little dry and I decided to believe that she just wasn’t in her mood. I didn’t want to think that maybe she was angry at me for what had happened the previous night.

′But she was laughing with me this morning.

Is she jealous? No. Why would she be?′

“We got a problem?” I asked with a little frown. She looked up at me, her expression quite indifferent.

“No. Should we?” was her casual yet firm reply. For a second, I recognised the dry Saïda that I used to deal with back in Zagreh.

“No,” I replied. “I’m out.” I added and left the apartment, a little annoyed.

′What was that about? If she’s in a bad mood, why pour it on me?′

I rolled my eyes and entered the elevator. Next up, Ally’s campus.

***

Ally and I spent the entire day together, hanging out and having fun. I had a great time though I kept checking my phone to see if Saïda had texted a joke that would make me laugh or smile, like she usually did. But she didn’t. I wanted to ask her how her evening was going but I was doubtful. Saïda was unpredictable when in a bad mood. I decided not to bother and live my life. After all, I didn’t know what had put her in such a mood that afternoon and why she’d been a little dry towards me.

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something?” Allison asked me that night while we lay and cuddled in her bed. Her roommate and a

“Um...”

“Saïda?” she mused.

I chuckled a

worried about each other. That’s so cute. I wish I was that caring and

“You think?”

her to know how she’s doing. If

was silent, realising it was true. We were always calling each other.

hear her

she knows you’re with me, and we’re gonna be busy immediately Lana leaves,” she giggled referring to

was a little off and not really listening to

planting soft kisses and nibbling. I closed my eyes to enjoy the moment. But I

Saïda’s perfume on.

‘Oh no.’

thoughts of Saïda flooded my mind and ruined everything, or made things awkward rather. I turned and

‘I’m going crazy.’

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Saïda’s POV:

happy you’re finally back,” I happily said, putting

As well as Asahd. Where did

“His girlfriend’s place.”

serious enough and he might soon take her along with

I looked at him.

“Soon?”

makes another improvement, we’ll go back to Zagreh. Approved by the sultan and Queen too. Remember I give them full report every single day, telling them what I’ve observed and what you also report to me about his changes. His parents are ready to receive him back in Zagreh in two week, that’s is, if he doesn’t ruin things again. Plus, he’s found himself a partner.

she refuses to go with him or doesn’t want to get married

be as a result of true love. They’ve only been dating for a short while and I don’t

a Prince,” my father

dad, what if their love isn’t even deep or existent. What if

falls in love with the person they’ve been betrothed to. Trust me, it’s preferable Asahd marries someone whom he likes as you say, and who likes him back. With time it might grow into a true love. I’d rather

I was silent.

positive things await us back in Zagreh. Your engagement to Noure and eventual wedding, Asahd’s engagement and eventual wedding too, the first ceremony in preparation for his crowning and etcetera,” my

Zagreh. I was, for my engagement to Noure but the rest didn’t

warm the food,” I

“Okay, my darling,”

and while I put the pots on fire, I did something I couldn’t understand. I

sleep with her,

pressed the send button without thinking and dropped my phone. I stood there, staring at the pot on fire and after some

that?? It’s not supposed to be my

I muttered and ran a hand over my face. “Should I text him to

don’t want

myself, a little frown replacing my worry. It was a fact. I didn’t want him sleeping with Allison. Just like that. No particular reason. I

’No reason?

-Yeah, no reason...′

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Asahd’s POV:

had not

The way she touched me...Allison could be shameless and freaky

Saïda’s tone. I broke the kiss almost

said softly from the

“Alright...”

and put it on. On the screen was a

with

and I tried to adjust my already raged breathing.