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Malicious intent
Omar had turned his room upside down in search of his passport, he had started looking for it as soon as he woke and he had been searching for it all morning, it shouldn't be missing because he knew where he had kept it; inside the smallest compartment of his mini suit case, but it didn't find it there. Where else would it be? The drawers? No. He searched in all his bags but couldn't find it. If it wasn't there then....
He sighed as he collapsed on the bed as the realization dawned on him, his father must have it. The man was just as stubborn as he was. He got up from the bed and walked out of his room, heading to his father's room. He would have to find that passport, find it and be on the next plane out of Saudi Arabia to America. He would leave his egoistic father and this ridiculous marriage, a union neither he nor the princess wanted and he would go find Megan.
Yes he would. But could he really just leave?
The Sheikh wasn't in the house
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