Chapter 47: 47. Not Her Business
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Sa?da’s POV:
Iy immobile in my bed the next morning thinking. It was eight and Asahd was definitely still asleep.
′Guess I’ll be alone in this apartment today. Well at least until my father returns.′
I sighed and turned onto my side. Just then, my mind went back to what had happened the previous
night. It immediately caused a sweet electric feeling in between my legs and I shut them tight, closing
my eyes.
′We both knew what we did, yet weter on acted like nothing had happened.′
I rubbed my forehead with a little frown.
’And I let it happen, once again. What is happening to me? To us? The way he had his face pressed up
against my intimacy– Gawd it caused such an exciting reaction through my body. I raised my hips
because I wanted more. What is happening to me?? Something I used to judge and find strange?′
“Yh Sa?da, you’re losing it,” I muttered.
And the worse part was that, unlike the first time that something weird had happened between us, I
wasn’t guilty. I wasn’t the least guilty. I was trying hard to feel guilty and hate myself because of what I
was doing with Asahd, to Noure, but I couldn’t. I felt like the things we were doing were almost normal
for us to do.
′This isn’t right, this isn’t right at all.′
I swallowed and got out of bed. I grabbed my toothbrush and headed for the bathroom.N?velDrama.Org (C) content.
Asahd’s POV:
Later that afternoon, I put my things in my backpack and left my room. Sa?da was watching TV.
“Sa?da?” I called and she looked up.
“Hmm?”
“...’ana fi tariqi (I am on my way).”
“Okay,” she replied and went back to watching TV.
“Do you need me for anything before I leave?”
, yumkinuk aldhahab (No, you can go).”
She seemed a little dry and I decided to believe that she just wasn’t in her mood. I didn’t want to think
that maybe she was angry at me for what had happened the previous night.
′But she wasughing with me this morning.
Is she jealous? No. Why would she be?′
“We got a problem?” I asked with a little frown. She looked up at me, her expression quite indifferent.
“No. Should we?” was her casual yet firm reply. For a second, I recognised the dry Sa?da that I used to
deal with back in Zagreh.
“No,” I replied. “I’m out.” I added and left the apartment, a little annoyed.
′What was that about? If she’s in a bad mood, why pour it on me?′
I rolled my eyes and entered the elevator. Next up, Ally’s campus.
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Ally and I spent the entire day together, hanging out and having fun. I had a great time though I kept
checking my phone to see if Sa?da had texted a joke that would make meugh or smile, like she
usually did. But she didn’t. I wanted to ask her how her evening was going but I was doubtful. Sa?da
was unpredictable when in a bad mood. I decided not to bother and live my life. After all, I didn’t know
what had put her in such a mood that afternoon and why she’d been a little dry towards me.
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“Expecting a call or something?” Allison asked me that night while wey and cuddled in her bed. Her
roommate and a friend were in their corner chatting and so, Allison and I couldn’t do anything serious
yet.
“Um...”
“Sa?da?” she mused.
“Yeah,” I chuckled a little.
“You’re always worried about each other. That’s so cute. I wish I was that caring and close to my
siblings.”
“You think?”
“Yes. It’s so obvious. Whenever you’re on break, you call her to know how she’s doing. If you don’t, she
does.”
I was silent, realising it was true. We were always calling each other. Sometimes three times a day,
when we were both at work.
“Well, sometimes I just want to hear her voice,” I said without thinking.
“How cute. Maybe she hasn’t called you because she knows you’re with me, and we’re gonna be busy
immediately Lana leaves,” she giggled referring to her roommate.
“Mhm,” I was a little off and not really listening to her.
She snuggled closer and buried her face in the side of my neck, nting soft kisses and nibbling. I
closed my eyes to enjoy the moment. But I reopened them almost immediately. There was a major
problem.
She had Sa?da’s perfume on. Well, the perfume Sa?da used.
‘Oh no.’
As expected, thoughts of Sa?da flooded my mind and ruined everything, or made things awkward
rather. I turned and held Allison’s face, kissing her deep. Problem was, I wasn’t really kissing her.
‘I’m going crazy.’
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Sa?da’s POV:
“I’m happy you’re finally back,” I happily said, putting my head down on my father’s shoulder that night.
“I missed you too my dear. As well as Asahd. Where did you say he went to?”
“His girlfriend’s ce.”
“Oh, Allison. I’m happy for them. Since they’re serious enough and he might soon take her along with
us to Zagreh. If she wants.”
I looked at him.
“Soon?”
“Yes, my darling. Asahd has really improved. He has changed a lot, without even realising it. He’s
humbled down and a greater part of him has gotten adapted to this new life in just a few month. I
expected it to be longer but he’s doing great. I give him two more weeks. If he’s still down to earth and
even makes another improvement, we’ll go back to Zagreh. Approved by the sultan and Queen too.
Remember I give them full report every single day, telling them what I’ve observed and what you also
report to me about his changes. His parents are ready to receive him back in Zagreh in two week,
that’s is, if he doesn’t ruin things again. Plus, he’s found himself a partner. It’s just perfect.”
“And what if she refuses to go with him or doesn’t want to get married to him?”
‘Honestly, I feel like Allison would ept to follow him and even marry him after discovering he is a
Prince. It might not be as a result of true love. They’ve only been dating for a short while and I don’t
think she knows him very well.’
“Who says no to a Prince,” my fatherughed.
“But dad, what if their love isn’t even deep or existent. What if it’s just a matter of ‘liking’ each other.”
“Sa?da, they’re a lot of arranged marriages in Zagreh. Most weddings aren’t even based on love and
not everyone falls in love with the person they’ve been betrothed to. Trust me, it’s preferable Asahd
marries someone whom he likes as you say, and who likes him back. With time it might grow into a true
love. I’d rather he marries Allison if possible, than Zhou. Asahd can’t stand Zhou even a bit.”
I was silent.
“I can’t wait to return, my dear. A lot of positive things await us back in Zagreh. Your engagement to
Noure and eventual wedding, Asahd’s engagement and eventual wedding too, the first ceremony in
preparation for his crowning and etcetera,” my father waved his hand happily.
I smiled a little at him. But deep down, I wasn’t happy or enthusiastic about what was awaiting us in
Zagreh. I was, for my engagement to Noure but the rest didn’t excite me at all. To me, Allison had not
proven enough and wasn’t good enough for him.
“Lemme warm the food,” I said and stood.
“Okay, my darling,”
I went to the kitchen and while I put the pots on fire, I did something I couldn’t understand. I grabbed
my phone and texted Asahd in Arabic. It read:
-Don’t sleep with her, Asahd.-
I pressed the send button without thinking and dropped my phone. I stood there, staring at the pot on
fire and after some silent seconds, I gasped a little and my lips parted, realising what I’d just done.
’Why did I do that?? It’s not supposed to be my business.′
“Oh no,” I muttered and ran a hand over my face. “Should I text him to ignore the first text?”
‘No. I know I don’t want him to sleep with Allison.’
“I’m gonna leave it right there,” I said to myself, a little frown recing my worry. It was a fact. I didn’t
want him sleeping with Allison. Just like that. No particr reason. I just didn’t want it.
’No reason?
-Yeah, no reason...′
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Asahd’s POV:
Allison and I were caught up in a heated and sensual kiss. If Lana had not been in a corner chatting
with her friend, things would’ve escted a long time ago.
She moaned softly against my lips, making me smile through the kiss. The way she touched
me...Allison could be shameless and freaky when she wanted to. I loved that side of her.
Just then, I received a text and it was Sa?da’s tone. I broke the kiss almost immediately and sat up to
grab my phone.
“Answer quick.” Allison said softly from the bed.
“Alright...”
I grabbed my phone and put it on. On the screen was a text written in Arabic. It was from Sa?da. It read:
-Don’t sleep with her, Asahd.-
My heart skipped a beat and I tried to adjust my already raged breathing. I replied.
-why?-
She texted soon enough.
-Because. Butut anyways, do what you want. It’s not my business.-
I ran my fingers through my hair.
“You okay?” Ally asked, worried.
“Um, yeah. Hold on, please.”
I texted Sa?da again.
-Yes, it isn’t your business. But if you give me a clear reason why you don’t want me sleeping with her,
maybe I won’t.-
-Maybe?-
-You read right, Sa?da. I didn’t like the way you spoke to me this morning.-
-So you care about my behaviour, now?-
-Don’t start. What did I do wrong, Sa?da?-
-Nothing. I’m sorry. I just wasn’t in my mood. I’m sorry. I didn’t like the way you banged the door while
leaving this afternoon.-
-I did it because you’d annoyed me.-
-I’m sorry. Maybe I didn’t want you to leave me all by myself.-
My heart skipped another beat.
-Why didn’t you ask me to stay?-
-Would you have stayed if I’d asked. You’d made a promise to Allison.-
-I would have, Sa?da. I would havee up with something.-
-If you say so...-
-You miss me?-
I dared to ask, smiling to myself.
-Unfortunately, Yes ??...-
-Finally you admit it ?. I hope you’ll jump on me immediately I return.-
-????Dream. But maybe I will ?. Just don’t sleep with her. I got my reasons.-
-You won’t tell me?-
-Lol I don’t even know them, myself! I don’t want you to do it and that’s enough ?. Bye ?-
I smiled and put my phone away. But before turning to Allison, I put on a different expression. A gloomy
one.
“What is it?” she asked worried when Iy close to her.
“My father is back and Sa?da’s telling me he is very ill. I’ll have to leave first thing tomorrow.”
“Oh my gosh, that’s terrible. I’m sorry.”
“It just ruined my night. Our night. I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine, sweetheart. I understand. He’ll be fine.”
‘Guess we’ll be sleeping and only sleeping tonight...’
I thought in amusement.