Royalty Gone Bad

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Saïda’s POV:

I turned in bed and opened my eyes. The sunlight from the balcony, almost blinding me. I stretched and smiled, remembering where I was.

′Cancun.′

I stretched again and turned in search of Asahd. He wasn’t by me. I immediately sat up and rubbed my eyes.

“Asahd??” I called but got no reply.

I opened my eyes again and looked around. I suddenly noticed the tray of delicious breakfast by the bed. I smiled to myself.

′He’s the sweetest.′

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After eating and freshening up, I left the room and went downstairs in search of my husband.

′It feels so good to refer to him as my husband.

It still seems unreal.′

The house was even more beautiful during the day. Asahd had opened all curtains and light shown in beautifully from the outside.

I went towards one of the back doors. I stared out of the glass and spotted Asahd lying out on the veranda, staring at the beach and water that were right below the little hill on which the villa was built.

I smiled and opened the door before stepping out. I approached him, but he didn’t notice. He had an arm over his eyes, protecting them from the already hot morning sun, and relaxing. He was shirtless and in nothing but a pair of stripped jeans, yet, he always managed to look good in the simplest clothes.

“Hello, honey,” I said and he immediately looked in my direction.

His smile warmed my heart.

“My wifey,” he cooed, stretching both arms forward, and I giggled. I rushed to him and he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me onto his lap. I immediately kissed him.

“I looked for you, the moment I woke up,” I muttered, kissing him again. I was so in love with Asahd.

“I woke up early and didn’t want to bother you,” he replied, caressing my cheek. I smiled at him.

“I saw the breakfast you made. You’re a darling. Thank you.”

He smiled back.

“Anything for you.”

I giggled and put my head on his chest.

“If you keep being this nice, I’ll have to lock you up forever,” I mused and he chuckled.

“Why?”

“So no one else tries to take you away from me,” I admitted with red cheeks. He smiled and kissed my hand.

“I don’t need you to be nice. My love for you is enough reason to make me lock you up, so no one tries to take you away from me,” he chuckled. “I realised I can go full psycho mode when in love and jealous.”

I chuckled.

“So, you own me?” I mused.

“Hell yeah. I put in way too much effort and took many risks to get you. I’m definitely not letting you go,” he smirked and lowered his head to peck me.

“Well, I’m not letting you go either,” I snuggled up against him.

Asahd’s POV:

I rubbed her back gently. She was just so soft and fragile.

While we lay comfortably, there was a sudden knock on one of the back doors and we sat up. I turned and there was a man and woman in uniform at the door.

“Good morning, sir, ma’am. Welcome,” they said. I guessed who they were.

“Oh, good morning,” I stood and went to them.

“I’m the chef that will be in charge of cooking your meals and making the best cocktails for you,” the man said.

“And I’m in charge of keeping the house, as well as your belongings, clean.”

“That’s good to know. Thank you. Will you be here from morning to night, or?” I asked.

seven every morning and leave at seven PM,

“Forgive my manners. I’m Asahd Usaïd,

motioned her over. She joined me

my

smiled

“Thank you.”

themselves and left. I turned

town, first,”

“I agree.”

went to put her sandals on, and Asahd a

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Writer’s POV:

in their open car. The place was beautiful. They were completely surrounded by

cooed as they drove on a road that permitted them to see the beautiful and populated beaches, all full of tourists like

“I agree.”

car, having no top. The

surroundings. The beaches,

′This place is amazing.′

Asahd, who had his eyes on the

he mused, looking at

so cool,” she chuckled. “Wind in your hair, open shirt and black

Asahd laughed.

he replied and she

make me feel

the coolest dude you know?” he said in

Saïda laughed and he

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the others in the days to come, but for

had rented was owned by an hotel. One of the bests, there. Just like all other clients of the hotel, they too were invited to the parties organised for tourists and

went to the main hotel

restaurant was very chic and full of tourists. They took

crazy,” Asahd said, blowing his

But there’s an AC in here. We’ll

“Right.”

beaches after this?”

“Public ones?”

Not to swim. Just to walk around and

Okay. But right after, we go to the villa. We’ll swim and relax there,

Saïda smiled at him.

in a bikini,

It’s that I need to see you in a bikini, Saïda,” he looked at her in a manner that made the girl redden in

and spoke

sex on

little and

You could be heard,” she gasped. “And

Asahd chuckled knowingly. “It’s one of the best cocktails. Wanted the chef back at the villa to make one for you, so you

froze in confusion and

It’s a drink?” she

and Saïda

meant–” she watched him continue

mused, a

he chuckled and grabbed her hands on the table.

a case,” she chuckled and shook her

real,” he said and she looked at him. “You know I do plan

a no,” she

her breath hitched. “This is

sweet manner. She was going

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PM, they finally returned to the

changed into his swim shorts and was about to leave

“You coming?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

at the beach,” he replied and

Saïda’s POV:

in

tiny bikini I had on. “It

at my butt

I mused, a hand over

my ass and I pulled a little on them, hoping to make things better. Wrong. It stuck

Asahd bought for me,

checking