All Chapters of Sold to the Prince of Dubai: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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Chapter 101 : The Devil Wears High Heels

RashidMy first instinct was to pull Lyla behind me, protecting her and our child from the woman standing in the doorway of the clerk's office. Hafsa's chest rose and fell in rapid succession, her face red with anger and an emotion flickering over her face that I'd never seen before: true and utter disgust."What have you done!"It shocked me to see her capable of such human emotions. For so long I considered her as unfeeling as a robot. The schemes and plans she wove to perfection in order to further whatever agenda she secretly had been planning all along. But now I see her for what she truly was. She was simply a woman that had lost the battle she fought so hard to win. Only for something as silly as 'love' to completely shatter the dreams and reality she'd created in her mind. A part of me wanted to laugh at her and shout to the entire room that Lyla and I finally won. We finally beat her at her own game.Strangely enough, though, I felt sor

Chapter 102 : All Is Well

LylaHafsa's words haunted me.No matter how many times Rashid—and my friends—reassured me over dinner that night, I couldn't help but let my mind repeat them over and over again. 'Dubai will never accept you or your bastard'.Over and over and over.It was making me dizzy. That night, as Rashid lay next to me with his arms wrapped around my waist and his lips pressing against my neck while he whispered sweet words to me, I lay awake staring at the ceiling. I wished I could forget it all, put those words away and lock them in a box far away from the happy memories that I wanted to focus on instead.I was a married woman now—to the person I'd been wanting for the better part of a year. The man I'd been pining for and whose baby I carried was finally tied to me for the rest of our lives and neither of us could be any happier.So then why was I letting someone else ruin it all for me? I hated thinking that Hafsa was right, that I would ne

Chapter 103 : Paparazzi

LylaFor the next few days, I lived in a dream-like state.I couldn't get enough of my new husband, nor could I say that I ever wanted to go back to the states. Not at this rate, at least.Bali was incredible and felt like a tropical paradise free from the drama and the pressure of the outside world. It was like Rashid and I had stepped into an alternate timeline where neither of us had any cares in the world and all we needed to have to be happy was each other and the incredible food that the waitstaff kept bringing our way.It was weird to see just how lavish we could live simply living off Rashid's money from the palace. He'd gotten Zayed to wire him his accounts and everything that was in the off-shore ones he kept for traveling purposes. I didn't know how much exactly it was that he had stashed away, but I could only imagine what it was considering he was ordering me the finest dishes and taking me on the most high-end excursions money could buy.It was

Chapter 104 : Up In The Air

RashidI blocked Lyla with my body, putting an arm up when the flashing bulbs fired off, temporarily blinding me. It was in a strobe affect that instantly nauseated me, the racing patterns across the back of my eyelids hard to focus on as I shielded my face with my hand. Nothing was able to prepare me for the onslaught that bombarded us."Prince Rashid! Prince Rashid! Are you here with your mistress?""Prince Rashid! Does your fiancée know that you're here with your mistress?""Lyla! Did you know he was a prince?""Lyla! How did you and the Prince meet?""Prince Rashid!""Lyla!"Question after question they continued to barrel at us. Behind me, I could hear Lyla whimpering over the chaotic noises of the shutters flashing and people yelling over each other. The entire cacophony was hard to focus on, even if I were trying to actually figure out what any of them were saying.More shouting was heard off to our left and vaguely I heard a

Chapter 105 : Parent Trapped

RashidAnger radiated through me as I stared at the television screen, my and Lyla's names plastered all over it.How the hell Hafsa worked this quickly in getting a story out to all major news outlets was beyond me, especially when there were no public photos of Lyla and me out there.Well… now there would be from the damn paparazzi camped outside of the shop.I sighed and sunk down onto the couch next to Lyla, grabbing her and pulling her into my arms. She was shaking slightly, obviously still coming down from what had happened. I rubbed her back gently, thankful that the longer she cuddled into me, the more her body came down from the shock."What are we going to do?" she whispered. I shook my head. I really had no idea.***I'd turned the TV off after a while and tossed the remote onto the couch next to us, not wanting to listen to the reporters' drone on any longer. Their speculations about our relationship, not to mention the blat

Chapter 106 : Extra-Marital

LylaCheater.Homewrecker.Slut.Affair.All of these words were cycled throughout the media over the next couple of days. News cycle after news cycle, it was never-ending. Rashid did his best to protect me from it all, making sure that whatever channels we flipped through while we relaxed before bed were sitcoms and late-night dramas. He'd even hired a few private guards to stand outside our room all hours of the day, only letting the wait staff from the resort come down and drop off food for us and pick up our dirty plates left outside the door. After a while, I felt trapped in this villa. Of course, the room and the view were incredible. We still had free reign of our little domain and the pool outside, but it was nothing compared to having the freedom of walking around town and sightseeing and trying all of the local food.I was sad that our honeymoon had come to such an abrupt end that by the time there was a car waiting outside our vil

Chapter 107 : Breaking Point

RashidGetting Lyla into the town car, I shut her door and rubbed my hands over my face. With Hafsa's interview now circulating around social media, there was no question that it would be a media frenzy once they figured out where Lyla's residence was. We couldn't go back there, even if we wanted to. Not if the cameras and news vans were going to camp out in front of the building trying to snap a photo any time one of us tried to leave to get anything.Fuck, we were so screwed.I'd been so wrapped up in whisking Lyla away on an unforgettable honeymoon that I hadn't thought to figure out a plan that would keep us safe once we were back in the States and the news of my engagement with Hafsa was no longer.But this? I didn't expect any of this.Especially that damn interview.Rummaging in my pocket, I grabbed my phone and scrolled through my contacts, tapping on Zayed's name and quickly texting him. 'Have you purchased that summer home yet?'

Chapter 108 : Parked

LylaOh fuck.No no no no. Of all fucking people to have the paparazzi banging down there down, it just had to be my parents and not my friends who were way more competent in dealing with this shit. "Mom. Don't answer them." I barked out. If they so much as cracked the window open to talk to those media suckers, I was going to completely freak out. Rashid and I were already dealing with enough, we didn't need my parents being stupid on live television to be added to that mix of horror."They keep ringing the doorbell!" My mom whined. "Your father's just about had enough and is ready to go out there and wave his gun at them!"I groaned and slapped a hand over my face. Jesus christ.Great, a gun being waved on national TV for all of the world to see. I'm sure that was going to make a great headline for TMZ whenever they aired the episode to the millions of people who were currently biting their nails following this story. Somewhere on s

Chapter 109 : Tell-All

LylaIt was a weird feeling—being lonely in a house full of people.While Rashid and Zayed huddled in one of the offices downstairs, sorting through paperwork and whatever they had pulled up on the computer and tablets, Melanie kept me company with bad TV and a rotating door of food.I could tell she felt bad, not exactly knowing what would make me feel better. And in truth, I didn't know either. Rashid had reassured me that the guards were on their way up to my parent's house and would be arriving within the next few hours, which was a good sign but still made me feel incredibly wary. Not only was I trusting that my parents and brother would be kept under lock and key, but I was also trusting that they wouldn't do anything stupid that would jeopardize whatever it was that Rashid and Zayed were trying to work on.I knew that they were using every resource available to clear our names, but it didn't help that there were two royal families against us, t

Chapter 110 : Charged

Rashid I tried not to think about the interview and instead focused on tracking down as much information that the media had on us.Even though Lyla didn't want to do the tell-all with me, we still needed the upper hand in figuring out where exactly the media was going to lead the direction of this story. It was plainly obvious that they were planning on being absolutely ruthless when it came to Lyla, tearing her down and making her look like some college girl gone wild who happened to be at the right place at the right time to seduce me and then get pregnant with my child.The narrative that she was some kind of harlot mastermind, bagging herself a prince and then roping my family into setting her up for life with a hefty lumps sum and then annual payments in the future in order to ensure her compliance was not only laughable to me but straight up ridiculous.It gave the family too much credit, first of all, for accepting an outsider into our ranks—let alone a g

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