All Chapters of A Wife According to His Desires: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Fairouz agreed to be Jasser’s secret mistress—no love, no promises, and no dreams of a shared future. It was a simple, clear arrangement: she belonged to him whenever he desired her, yet remained apart from his family and his public life. She enveloped herself in the potent scent of wild berries—a fragrance he adored, especially when mingled with the natural scent of her fair, soft skin. Knowing he was exhausted from the relentless grind of work, and that he had sought *her* out—choosing her above all others—filled her with excitement. She wanted to appear before him at her absolute best, clad in her finest sleepwear... ...and perfume, along with a touch of delicate adornment that complemented her stunning European features: "My Fairouz... when are you coming out? I’ve been waiting ages." Her voice drifted to him—seductive, playful, and laced with a teasing allure—striking a chord with his already smoldering desire."Yes, my love... just one minute." Before the minute had even pa

.She simply looked at Hatem, listening attentively to what he was saying, without the name meaning anything to her.She had never heard of him before.Nouran leaned slightly toward her and whispered,“Do you really not know who he is?”Fayrouz looked at her in confusion.“No. I’ve never heard that name before.”Nouran’s eyes widened in disbelief, but she had no chance to say anything more, as Hatem resumed speaking.“I want everyone to understand that this visit is extremely important to the hotel. Therefore, I will not tolerate any negligence.”He then turned toward the reception staff.“Reception, you will be the first people to deal with him. I want to make sure all the reservation details are ready and that the check-in process doesn’t take too long. Several people will be accompanying him, so I want everything necessary prepared before they arrive.”The receptionists nodded.“And I want you to deal with them with the utmost calm and respect. No personal questions, no side conve

The next day, Fayrouz went straight to work without allowing herself much time to rest. As usual, she began taking care of the second floor.Room after room, she moved between the suites and guest rooms, carrying her cleaning supplies and carefully putting everything in order before moving on to the next room.As time passed, exhaustion gradually began creeping into her body until she felt as though fatigue had seeped into every part of her, weighing down her limbs.The work was by no means easy. Long hours spent on her feet, carrying cleaning supplies, bending over to arrange and clean the rooms—all of it drained her energy considerably.Even so, she could not afford the luxury of complaining.Despite the hardship, the salary was generous by her standards and covered a significant portion of her needs. She also made sure to save part of it, no matter how small, so she could afford her educational expenses without having to give up her studies.It was still early in the day. Her shift

Fayrouz quickly prepared herself to receive the news of her dismissal from the hotel.The moment her colleague had told her that Mr. Hatem wanted to see her immediately, her heart had dropped straight into her stomach.There was no doubt about it.Jasser Al-Morshedy had complained about her.From the very moment she had collided with him in the corridor, Fayrouz had known exactly who he was. She had heard his name mentioned repeatedly the previous day, and she had seen his arrival become the subject of conversation among nearly every employee in the hotel.She had also seen the preparations.The special arrangements.The additional staff.The instructions that had been repeated more than once.Jasser Al-Morshedy was not an ordinary guest.He was the guest the entire hotel had been preparing to receive.And now...She was on her way to the manager's office.Every step she took down the corridor felt heavier than the one before it.What if he had complained about the way she had spoken

Fayrouz stopped in her tracks.She stared at Nouran in complete confusion."What do you mean?"Nouran stepped slightly away from the doorway, but she still didn't let Fayrouz pass.Her expression had changed.There was something strange in her eyes, something that made the uneasiness Fayrouz had been trying to suppress return all over again."I mean exactly what I said."She paused before adding,"There isn't a place for you here anymore."Fayrouz's fingers tightened around the strap of her bag."Did... Mr. Hatem fire me?"Nouran sighed.She looked at her for a long moment before finally shaking her head."Not exactly."Fayrouz frowned."Then what happened? You told me yesterday that Mr. Hatem wanted to see me. He let me leave, and I came back today expecting to continue working normally.""I know.""Then why are you telling me that I don't have a place here anymore?"A small smile appeared on Nouran's face.Then she stepped completely away from the doorway."Because Mr. Hatem ordered