Their eyes locked. Kaya really didn't understand what was happening. She swallowed, feeling vulnerable. Her heart was beating at the speed of light... It was the first time she'd been carried around in princess mode. She felt her femininity awaken as she became aware of their proximity... And his hands under her bottom... She shuddered with excitement... Soon they were out of sight and before the young woman had time to realise what he was doing, Elzhar suddenly let go of her... She landed on her feet but had to rely on her reflexes not to land on her bottom. She widened her eyes and frowned, angry...It was too good to be true, she should have known that he really wasn't Prince Charming!- So, this whole circus is just to make you look good in front of your people? she asked, offended.He was already starting to move away from her, but stopped when she raised her voice...- I'll... wait for you in our room. he merely said before moving away.Kaya felt like jumping on him, but instea
He had completely forgotten that his Sultana was good at sleeping. Elzhar moved even closer and switched on his night-lamp. He noticed that she was wearing bridal lace. Her hair was freshly combed, although it looked a little messy, no doubt the result of her tossing and turning in her sleep... He swallowed as he realised that the lace she was wearing was very... revealing. His sexual impulses were awakened, as was his rapidly growing erection. If this was how she intended to present herself to him, he certainly wouldn't have resisted... She was so beautiful... Lying calmly on the bed. Her chest heaved to the rhythm of her breathing. Her two breasts were clearly visible through her thin top. Her stomach was bare, revealing a small navel and her mini shorts... He preferred not to dwell on it. He redirected his gaze to her face. She was wearing a light make-up that made her look much more natural than during the wedding. Her hair was scattered over her pillow... She was simple... Si
Elzhar gave a nervous little laugh as he struggled to understand what his friend had just told him... The latter was looking at him with a mocking smile... He really was a blur... They hadn't even slept together... How could she...? Elzhar became serious again as memories of yesterday came flooding back. She was taking revenge. That was it. Revenge for what he'd done... That must have been it. He knew her well enough to know that this was her revenge against him. He smiled wryly before sitting down behind his desk. - Why are you smiling? So... Is she right? - We haven't even slept together, Harash. And I assure you she did it to get back at me. - Get back at you? his friend asked, confused. - Yes, she did. Sit down. Elzhar began to tell him the whole story. But he didn't tell him about the strange sensations the young woman was giving him. In any case, he was sure it was simply because he attached too much importance to her, so it was normal to be so lost... - Well, she's...
The young woman entered the dining room in a strangely good mood. The Sultan looked up at her as she entered. They were alone," she remarked, looking around in satisfaction. She gave him a magnificent smile, to which the Sultan barely responded and simply looked away from her. He waved his hand to give permission for them to start being served... He was the first to be served, and with a slightly devilish smile, Kaya watched attentively as his plate was filled... The maid moved towards her, so she let her, but politely refused the sauce... - No sauce for me. I'm fine. The Sultan looked up at her but she remained unmoved, hoping that her joy would not be short-lived. In any case, it was vital that her plan worked as she had thought. She didn't want any surprises... The Sultan closed his eyes and clasped his hands together before beginning to speak in a language she hardly understood. He must have been praying... She did the same as he did and listened attentively, even if she was a
The Sultan didn't answer anything and just went to his office and put down his things and settled there as if to continue working. The young woman said nothing but grabbed her computer and her phone, planning to watch a movie because she had to stay awake to keep an eye on him... While watching her movie, she glanced at him from time to time. Not wanting to miss any of his moves. As for Elzhar, he was exhausted. Completely exhausted... And pretending to work was the worst idea of his life. He was seriously sleepy and reading a document he didn't really read. His pupils were already sensitive and it was only a matter of time before his eyelids became heavy. He wanted to take a bath but he preferred to wait a little longer because the film had just started... And why was she watching a movie at this hour? It was sure... that he was going to end up yielding first because she surely had time to sleep during the day and she was certainly not tired. However, Elzhar was determined to stay
Time passed incredibly slowly. Not only had he locked him in the bedroom, blocking all the windows, but he had also confiscated his telephone and his computer... And everything that would have allowed him to pass the time. Basically, he had locked him up with the bare minimum to survive... And the worst... It's that Mirabelle could call at any time and the name of her friend in her contact will put a flea in the Sultan's ear in no time... Which was sure to piss her off... She had been cursing him since waking up, but that wasn't enough. She couldn't wait for him to be back because she was planning on jumping on him and tearing his hair out one by one. And she intended to slit his throat with this little knife he had left her with his dish... She could already imagine him bleeding out, that boor! She looked at the room with all the damage she had done... Maybe he was expecting this reaction. And if the young woman were to win this war, she would have to act like him and do the oppos
What had she done? Well...that she had done something bold and a little mean. In truth, he was right... She always had a trap. Kaya looked at the time with an enigmatic gaze before smiling, satisfied with herself. However... She would have liked to be there to see what was going to happen shortly... Honestly, it would be so satisfying and she would have laughed her heart out... Elzhar was trying to keep his attention on the tabloids. However, he was sweating profusely and he was hot. Yes, he was very hot and this even though he had turned the air conditioner on its highest volume... He twisted his fingers and took big breaths of air as if his life depended on it. He tried an umpteenth drop of sweat before sitting up in his chair, which drew the eyes of the others to him for the umpteenth time... What did he have? Well... He couldn't describe it, but he had an intense heat and a scratchiness in his family jewels. In the bottom of his pants. It was the first time this had happened to
The young woman returns to the room without even taking her bath. In fact, she had forgotten to tell him something and she did not intend to end this discussion without telling him... - I really don't understand why I don't have a say. It's also my room as far as I know! - Yes, it's true. But I am the Sultan and this is my house and I decide what should be done or not! - GOOD. You decide to watch me naked when I get out of my shower! - I won't place cameras in the bathroom, nor in your dressing room, so... You have nothing to fear. The young woman was still not satisfied and she really didn't want to let him win. She was going to have to come up with a really piquant line. The Sultan was still watching the workers set up the cameras. She had nothing more to say. She looked up at them and a few seconds later he finished with the bedroom setup and went to the Sultan's dressing room. When they had left the room, the Sultan turned to the young woman, saying to her: - I'm your husban