Men Of The Harem Novels & Stories

I'm guessing no one knows me in person actually, they only know my father's name so they just keep saying his kid, and the worse part is, they think I'm a man. like seriously, do they think it's only a men thing? what I can't control the black axe boys? I really want to shove it in their faces that I'm a woman actually, but then again, I like being mysterious. Today, we'll be paying a visit to another one of my father's killers. Aladdin. He's an Indian prince I heard, and luckily for me, he's here in Italy. Now this is where beauty comes in as one of my many weapons.

When they were brought to him he had them stripped so he could look them over, if he liked what he saw he kept them. Those that did not impress were either sent to his brothels or handed over to his men for their ‘pleasure.’ Those he kept spent their first month naked he would rape them often, breaking them in to his own specific demands, they were forced to pleasure him in any way he chose. He did not pleasure them in return, he had no interest in them other than to make them do as he wished. His gaze settled on two young ones who had been brought in a few days before, given as a gift by their Father for a favour he was owed.They were nineteen and twenty years old both had been betrothed bu

Chapter 5. Homewreckers The dinner went well—or so I supposed. I was finally able to get to know the other staff working in the house. Aside from Nhea and Ansel, there was Lila, one of the maids, Ester who served as the head cook, Justin, Susan, and Karla. Most of them looked like they were in their early twenties, except for Ansel and Ester who were probably in their early thirties and forties respectively.

“You must be aware of what a harem is.” I jerked out of the pain I was drowning in and looked up at the woman's back. Her hand was no longer tugged around my arm and she didn't turn to watch me. “Yes,” I muttered. “Every woman that joins the harem fulfills her purpose to the masters the night she is brought, are you aware of that too?” My feet stopped abruptly and my heart dropped into the pit of my belly when those words hit me. That meant that I would serve them in their bed tonight.

Mary chimed in, “You okay?” I shook my head. It was just the three of us, the others had started a game of volleyball. “I fucked up,” I said flatly. “Now my father knows where we are.” “Oh, shit,” Mary stood and came over to Leah and me. “Yeah,” I said, “oh, shit is right.” Leah’s face fell. “Are you going to leave?” Her voice trembled.

I managed to say. "Our men? OUR MEN?!" he laughed, "My men! When I said I hand-picked every single one of these three-hundred and thirty men, I meant I picked the men who were loyal to me not you. The rest of the Moretti men were loyal to you, there were of no use to me, so I left them behind in Sicily." I glared at him, "You—"

"Because you will become the target of jealousy. The concubines will torn you apart if they did not like you There shouldn't be jealousy in the Harem, but well... A woman's heart can't help but feel jealousy." The Harem was nothing as I imagined. I always imagined that there were hundreds of beautiful women waiting to accompany the King or Prince in bed, and they wore revealing clothes and learned to dance. It wasn't like that. A harem was a "lady's castle." Only women live here. Men are forbidden. And the purpose of the Harem was to produce the members of the royal family. There were not hundreds of concubines, as people say. The King only had 39 concubines, while the Prince had 11, includi

I stated firmly. Malik nodded in agreement. "The harem was never meant to be permanent, only until I found my true mate. Consider it dissolved."

Not wanting to drag Florence Robinson into my life that was already tangled with Richard Henshaw, the mafia boss's son, I decided against calling her. After I kept the new bag of clothes that Rosa had given to me, I stood in the room, peering around. The faint sound of music filled the air. The distant discussion of people talking echoed outside on the harem's grounds. As I was still dressed in the purple short dress and my black shoes from attending Richard's 24th birthday bash at the clubhouse, When I breathed out, I moved over to the window and peered out of the room on this third floor. The harem was a five-story building. As I stood by the window, I peered out at the city view, admiring

All hell will let loose if he ever finds out I am a Romano, my identity must not be discovered and I must make sure of it. The guard turned back immediately I stepped into the Harem. The harem was a separate building standing on its own, I stepped into the huge room that was decorated with golden ribbons, the smell of rose lingered in the air. The women immediately got up from their respective beds as they sighted me. They surrounded me, eyeing me curiously. "What is wrong?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow up. Lateefa was trying to stiffle her giggles, but it came out sounding like a sick horse.