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New York - 9am"The Physical Representation of Immortality"The unknown is completely tempting and terrifying at the same time. As an incessant search for novelties, there are such important people who live just like us, in their personal lives and their customs, sometimes this cultural distance makes us blind to understand certain novelties. When would it be possible for someone typically American to question whether there is a living Princess who has no political or social power over her nation in Egypt? A country so typically admired for its historical and cultural loads that trace exactly the beginnings of society. Karila Aistarabaw I, daughter of a powerful Sultan named Alyakhand Aistarabaw II, granddaughter of the last acting king of Egypt, Muslim and widow.With an unappreciated fortune, she is undoubtedly the most powerful woman in the East in terms of finances. The drama arrived in her life story when she was still very young, she lost her parents in an unsolved murder in t
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“I felt I should give this to you to find something again, Your Highness. – He spoke respectfully, the look on Karila's face as she accepted the envelopes, looking at the writing she recognized so much, something inside her broke again into thousands of pieces and shuddered, unable to move forward to read."I'll read later." - She justified hoarsely, her gaze averted. The man accepted, he knew it would be difficult to proceed. Karila thought about the deal with Al Sisi and shifted from the bed.“We need to wait for her to get better, or at least long enough for the doctor to indicate that the situation is calmer, I want to transfer her to Marrakesh, she cannot enter Egypt again or Al Sisi will kill her, the price this is it, we need to pay it. - He warned without raising his voice, he knew that there was nothing to do against the will of the president, his words would be kept. He wanted Karila in the country so that she would be susceptible to possible accidents.I wouldn't let her
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— I may not know you that well, but I understand that's the way you are, we're from totally opposite worlds, and I understand that you handle your stuff like that, no need to thank me, I'm fine with the situation, gone my decision to come here and offer myself before anything. Lauren assumed low, her emerald eyes shining honestly, her hands resting nervously on her knees, feeling the cold wall against her back through the fabric of her clothing.Karila watched her in silence and hugged herself in the thin robe, feeling cold on her bare legs, the brown look lostly on Lauren's face that had an expression of serenity, she was fine with all the decisions she had made in life so far, there were no weights to let her down. Maybe she was just too worried about Normani and everything that had happened, but nothing made her get off track and despair.— Why didn't you collect what I owed you in El Kab? Because even with all the history of everything that happened there, it was supposed to sta
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POV Narratorsome days in the pastSilence filled the space of Karila's private jet, the princess looked lostly silent ahead, they were going from Luxor to Riyadh for Omar's funeral, she dared an act that brought certain insecurities, but which would continue because it would be too suspicious not to attend the funeral of a man who has always exposed himself publicly as a friend.Normani had her eyes on the screen of her personal cell phone, not focusing on Karila watching her silently as the plane headed towards its target.“If Hadd manages to sort things out in Aswan, I want you to send him to El Kab and not Cairo with my escort. - Karila spoke suddenly, breaking the silence, making Normani look at her, intrigued by the request."Are you concerned about the safety of historians?" – Normani asked fidgeting in her seat, her body projecting the attention of the princess who remained motionless, looking directly at Normani, her straight brown hair falling over her charmingly casual
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Lauren's POVIt sounded mildly frustrating not being fast enough to meet all the immediate urges that overtook my body at that second. I felt how slippery his hands were on my neck, tightening in my hair bringing me as close as the bathtub limit allowed for us to share a wet and real kiss, my pure ecstasy seemed the most irrational and foolish part that inhabited my body at that moment, the sight of her nakedness, of her skin tanned in the light of the lamp with orange hues, of her softness like a delicacy that was insurmountable in my past reveries, and now was so visceral there between my lips, wetting my tongue, melting up on me.She gave me a safe push, which said nothing without disconnecting our slow caressing mouths, she only gave body and firm emphasis that she wanted me in that small space with her. And I was sliding my knees on the rug, feeling the warm moisture of the water against my clothes, I just got rid of my shoes and let my cell phone fall out of my pocket on the f
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But she seemed to enjoy defying any obviousness, her face moved up a little, she propped herself up on her elbows so she could reach my ear and take a deep, hot breath, panting so fast that just hearing that sound put me in a painful state. of excitement and anxiety.— Disturbingly fascinating. – Her husky voice came to me with a slight choke, as if it cost her too much to quote that, which gave me the necessary motivation to look at her again and feel that she glowed with excessive admiration when she appreciated my body, when she looked at me without eat, his hands coming to caress my shoulders.My sudden insecurity turned into vanity, that physical vanity as a woman that I always felt was part of me when I looked at myself naked in the mirror and understood myself as a natural, who appreciated every inch of her body without self-sacrificing my humor or self-esteem. with something so banal, I was again seen as attractive enough, as a person equal to his desires, my mouth hungrier
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POV NarratorContrary to her promise a little, Lauren was snoring soundly beside Karila on the bed, her face landing on the same pillow the princess was unknowingly sharing it on in a union that brought their bodies close enough for their half-naked thighs to touch now. .The princess woke up suddenly with a start, drawing a hurried breath as she imagined that Lauren was sleeping in her bed and the sun was shining through the cracks in the half-open doors of her terrace. His sudden action was to move to sit up and look around, taking in every detail of the room, Lauren's wet robes on the floor, the tub filled with water, the lights on, his memories came all at once as he caught himself in a frantic situation.— Lauren wake up. – Warned enough threatening to move her from her bed. The historian woke up after two light touches on her shoulder, looking confusedly at Karila who had moved from the bed, wrapping herself in the silk robe again, his gaze on her lying on her bed.— It's ea
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Everyone was gathered in the main room when the footsteps coming from the stairs and the courtyard had them turning their curious faces towards the movement. Lauren crossed her arms and watched as Akil walked into the room beside Hadd, in his aesthetically fantastic black suits, the gloves with Karila's crests, the one with the goatee, Lauren's personal security paused by the front door, but Akil continued on down the steps. steps in a hurry, approaching the door of one of the security escort's Audi's.Karila had a judicial visit, she needed to go to the local police station to resolve the procedures involving her agreement with Al Sisi. One of her escorts would go first to check the local perimeter, she would leave in a matter of 20 minutes over there, but her intention was not to avoid attendance, it wasn't like him.Her long legs came together elegantly as she entered the room beside Sarosh, and again she wore the Hijab over her straight hair, the black scarf falling close to her
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