Royalty Gone Bad

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Saïda’s POV:

I was afraid. Afraid that he was angry at me. He looked so stern while he drove and I felt awful. He kept his frown on and the vein at his temple was still swollen. I wanted to say something but decided to shut up.

I was a little confused when he took a road other than the one that led to the palace. We literally drove out of the sultanate and headed towards its outskirts. I didn’t say anything.

We drove for a while until the little woods and Asahd ended up parking at the top of one of the beautiful hills at the outskirts of the sultanate of Zagreh. It had an amazing view.

When he stopped the car, I watched him silently. He closed his eyes and leaned forward, resting his head on the stirring wheel. I decided to speak because I was worried for him.

“Are you okay? What’s wrong?” I asked gently and he was silent at first, but then answered.

“I can’t return to the palace in this state,” he muttered and my heart broke a little. He was trying to calm down.

“I’m sorry all this happened,” I started, a lump in my throat. “I told Noure about us because I thought he would call the engagement and wedding off or something. But things didn’t turn out the way I expected them to and I’m so sorry, Asahd. Please, don’t be angry with me.”

He took a deep breath and raised his head, opening his eyes. He turned to me and said:

“I’m not angry at you, sweetheart.”

Relief immediately washed over me.

“I’m angry about that fool that insists on having you when he doesn’t deserve you,” he closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead like his head was aching.

“He–” he started softly and spoke like there was a lump in his throat too. “He succeeded in making me insecure, you know.”

I stared at a suddenly fragile Asahd and I broke even more on the inside. He opened his eyes and looked at me, they were watery. My breath literally hitched and I was already sad as hell, seeing him in such a state.

“He made me doubt if you really love me,” Asahd swallowed and blinked several times, looking at the stirring and seeming to regain his composure in order not to shed a tear. “He made me doubt for a while, telling me that you were only using me and stuff.”

He swallowed and faced me again, his beautiful brown eyes still watery. The look he had on was the purest I’d ever seen and I thought I would sob or something. My eyes were already prickling.

“I know,” he started, finding it difficult to speak as he definitely was fighting back the urge to cry. “I know I used to say that even if you were just using me, all that was important was you desiring and being with me. But now I want more. I take back what I said, Saïda. I don’t want you to just desire and use me or whatsoever. I want you to love me. I need you to love me.”

I didn’t even know when the tears rolled down my cheeks and the goosebumps covered my skin. My heart was palpitating and I’d lost my speech.

on his side and held my hands in

do,” he smiled a little, caressing my cheek gently. “When I came to get you in his apartment, before entering, I heard everything you told him about me and your

loved him. So much. More than I’d ever loved anyone else. Yes, it was at that moment that I accepted the complete fact. I’d doubted

I melted. “But I need to hear you confess it to me one more time,”

so innocent. So pure, emotional and fragile. How could I not fall in love

you to

my silence, more tears rolling down my

I started, my emotions

“Yes,” he replied softly.

I love you very much,” I kissed the hand he was rubbing my cheek with. “More than I have ever loved Noure. I love

total relief. I saw the look

started but I

you. I don’t love Noure, anymore. It’s you I love, wholeheartedly. I swear my heart completely belongs to you

closed his eyes in relief. Immediately he did so, a single tear

don’t know how bad I wanna jump right now,” he chuckled gently and I giggled a little, holding his beautiful face in my hands, wiping that

over till our faces were inches

own my heart,” I whispered one last time before leaning in

my spine immediately I did that. He kissed me back, real nice and slow. Our kiss was gentle and passionate and never had I felt so relieved and

Asahd’s POV:

Finally. She loved me wholeheartedly. She had

it. Saïda had always been the type to doubt her own feelings until she couldn’t

end up being my wife in this life. I saw no one

last moment on earth. She kissed me back and I

you, darling,” I whispered against her

love you

loved the sound of

smiled and she giggled softly, brushing her lips against

“Mhm.”

said and she laughed. “For real. You don’t know how crazy you drive me.” I kissed

up in front of the palace and the guards immediately rushed to open the doors. I gave Saïda a quick glance and she did same. I wished I could kiss her again and

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entered the palace and reached