Chapter 75: 75. Heated Up


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    Writer’s POV:


    Believe it or not, two dayster, it was Sa?da’s dowry day. Preparations were being made on that day


    as from the morning. The Queen personally took things into her hands as she considered Sa?da as a


    daughter and Djafar a brother and friend. The sultan was absent but was going to return right before


    Sa?da’s engagement ceremony in the next four days.


    While Djafar, with the help of the Queen and all servants, rushed about that morning to get things ready


    for the future inws who would being in the afternoon, Sa?da was not bothered and was with


    Asahd in his room.


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    “How do you feel?” Asahd asked with a smile, leaning against a table in his room, his arms folded.


    Sa?da sat at the centre of his big bed, legs crossed like a little girl.


    Unlike the others who’d decided to dress fancy while awaiting the ceremony in the afternoon, Asahd


    had worn a simple long sleeve T-shirt and a pair of jeans. Completely indifferent to what was


    happening in the pce. Or unhappy about it, rather.


    “I don’t know,” she chuckled nervously. “I used to long for this moment so much, you know. But now


    things are just so different.”


    “Because they’re not right,” the Prince mused and looked out of his window.


    After staring at the bright sky for a short while, he turned to her again.


    “I’m not pleased with what’s happening,” his tone became serious and his smile had fadedpletely.


    Sa?da stared silently at him, swallowing a little.


    “I’m not,” he repeated, staring straight at her.


    “Asahd, I’m afraid,” she started. “What do you want me to do? I can’t break the engagement. What


    valuable reason will I give my father? He’s so happy.”


    “Are you?” Asahd asked, still so serious.


    “I don’t know, Asahd.”


    Asahd scoffed and rolled his eyes, turning and looking out of hisrge window again.


    “Fuck that, Sa?da.”


    “Asahd I’m doing this for my father. How will he react if I tell him that I can’t marry Noure because I’m in


    love with you, too?”


    Asahd gave her a side nce.


    “Don’t add ′too′ to it. You love me and only me,” he frowned.


    “Asahd, I’m not sure of that.”


    “In denial again?” he scoffed. “Say what you want but I believe my guts and instincts, Sa?da. Facts.”


    Sa?da stared at her fingers, nervous and tempted to sob. Her feelings for Asahd were strong but she


    also felt like she owed Noure a lot and had to please her father who had invested so much in their


    rtionship.


    “Asahd, my father has never been disappointed in me. I– I don’t want to disappoint him now.”


    “I’ll talk to him if you want.”


    Sa?da’s eyes widened and she looked up at the Prince who meant every single word that left his


    mouth.


    “No! Don’t! You think he’ll understand? Just like me before I fell for you, my father is a diehard follower


    of every single rule, tradition andw. You’re a Prince, Asahd. I’m your employee. It is impossible here


    in Zagreh.”


    “You are the same person who told me sometime back that I could marry Allison, a foreigner. I brought


    the traditional rules up and you were the same person who told me that as a Prince, I could insist and


    have the nobles have no choice but to ept my choices. You even cited a great grandfather of mine


    who married a German woman and they let him. True or nah?” he asked annoyed and frowning at her.


    “So don’te tell me bullshit like what the rules are unshakable or whatsoever, Sa?da.”


    “Asahd, it’s different with me because–”


    “Just shut the fuck up, Sa?da,” he cut in rudely and very annoyed now.


    He leaned against the window with his eyes shut tight and a heavy lump in his throat. He even thought


    he would shed a tear at some point.


    “Why are you so damn stubborn, Sa?da?!” he lost it and yelled angrily. “Keep trying me, you hear??” he


    faced her again. “Get married to Noure and see what I’m made of!”


    Sa?da shook, swallowing. She didn’t want him angry at her. Sa?da’s main problem was her father.


    Noure wasn’t even really a thing.


    “P– please don’t get angry with me,” she begged and got off the bed, rushing to him and hugging him


    tight. He didn’t hug her back at first.


    “I’m so sorry, Asahd. Please, don’t be angry with me. I’m begging you,” she begged in a shaky voice. “I


    love you, Asahd. Please. Please don’t yell at me. I think so much about my father in this. His honor.


    Please, understand me.”


    She pressed her face against his chest, hoping he would hug her back. And he did. It was very hard for


    him but he was trying to see it from her point of view. He hugged her tight in return and kissed her


    head.


    “I love you so much,” she muttered in a shaky voice. It warmed his entire being whenever she said that.


    It made his days and nights every single time.


    “I love you too, sweetheart. I’m sorry if I scared you. I didn’t mean to yell at you,” he said softly and she


    slowly looked up at him.


    “I know.”


    He lowered his head and kissed her chin. Her eyes had some glimmer in them as she looked up at her


    tall Prince.


    “You missed, Asahd,” she whispered with a little shy smile. He smiled back and lowered his head to


    kiss her on the lips this time.


    They shared a long and passionate kiss, Sa?da melting into his arms. They kissed nonstop until she


    broke it, keeping her lips close and brushing softly against his.


    “I can’t get over you, Asahd,” she whispered breathlessly, her face reddening.


    As she spoke, she slowly raised T-shirt with a hand and ran her fingers over his abs and tummy.


    “I can’t control myself when around you. It’s so weird. It’s so wrong. I can’t even recognise myself when


    I’m alone with you. I don’t try to fight you back,” she looked up at him. “I’ve never been submissive to


    anybody else but my father. Yet, I also am with you.”


    “That’s a good thing,” he pecked her a few times on her soft lips.


    “No, it’s not,” she whispered, kissing him some more.


    “Why?” he kissed her too.


    “Because even if I do get married, I’ll always run back to you. I’lle back for more. What have you


    done to me?”


    “I’ve done nothing but proven my love and proven to you that you need me just as much. I’m just as


    submissive to you, Sa?da. Proof is my patience,” he kissed her lips, pulling softly on her bottom lip. “I’ll


    make sure youe to me every single time. I’ll make love to you every single day youe to the


    pce, whether married to Noure or not.”


    “Asahd,” she whispered dreamily, looking up into his eyes. “Please, don’t make memit adultery.”


    “The only time you’ll bemitting adultery is the day you sleep with Noure, Sa?da,” was hisst reply


    and he kissed her deeper.


    Sa?da moaned weakly into his mouth, trailing her fingers down his tummy till she grabbed the exposed


    waistband of his boxers as well as his belt.


    Carried away, she was going to unbuckle his belt and jeans when there was a sudden knock at his


    door.


    “Asahd?? Have you seen Sa?da??” it was the Queen.


    Sa?da gasped and stepped away immediately. Both adjusted real fast and Sa?da rushed to sit at a


    corner of his room, grabbing his schedule book and pretending she was noting things down.


    “Yes, mother??” Asahd finally answered, after wiping Sa?da’s colored ChapStick off his lips with the


    back of his T-shirt. “She’s here. Come in.”


    The Queen soon stepped in and smiled at them.


    “Yes, my Queen?” Sa?da stood and bowed, hoping her cheeks weren’t red anymore.


    “I’ve been looking for you my dear, you need to prepare.”


    “Yes, my Queen,” Sa?da dropped the schedule book and approached the woman.


    “Are you okay?” the Queen started, worried. “Your face is flushed. Is it fever?” she touched the girl’s


    forehead.


    “Just a little heat, your Majesty. I’m fine.”


    “Okay then. Your father’s calling you, I’ll join you two in a few.”


    “Okay, my Queen,” she curtsied and left immediately.


    The Queen turned to her son who smiled a little and leaned against the table.


    “You’re not getting ready, my Darling?” she asked.


    “Nah, I’m good.”


    “In that attire, Asahd?? You need to change for the ceremony.”


    “I won’t be attending it, sorry. I have to visit the orphanages today.”


    “But Asahd,” the Queen was surprised. “It’s Sa?da dowry ceremony. You two are like best friends now.


    You should attend it, for her.”


    “I already exined it to her, mother. Don’t worry. She understands. I’d promised to go visit those kids a


    long time ago. I can’t back out now.”


    The Queen was still surprised but eventually gave up.


    “Fine, dear. If you say so. I’ll be downstairs.”


    “Alright.”


    Asahd watched his mother leave and once she was gone, he ran a hand over his face in frustration.


    “Dammit.”


    ***


    The dowry ceremony was a beautiful one. Noure hade, apanied by many of his family


    members with his dowry for Sa?da. They brought a lot of things. Bags of rice, sugar, flour, almonds,


    milk, clothes, spice and much more.


    The ceremony was a sess as Djafar happily epted these gifts in request for his daughter’s hand.


    He was so happy that she was going to marry into a good family and with an absolute responsible guy


    and a gentleman, Noure. Sa?da had to keep a smile on throughout though she didn’t mean it. She kept


    wondering how Asahd was doing and on the inside, she was endlessly worried.


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    At the end, everyone was happy. There was dancing and a feast before the future inws finally went


    away. Djafar was so happy for his precious daughter. And proud of her as well. Everyone had seen


    Sa?da smile and look happy. If only they could read her heart.


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    Late that night, when everyone had retired to bed but the guards that were in charge of the night watch,


    Sa?da sneaked out of her room and went upstairs. On getting to Asahd’s entrance, she told the guards


    that she had to inform the Prince about something urgent. They let her pass, considering the fact that


    she was the Royal adviser.


    -


    She knocked twice and entered. The Prince who was on his bed, sat up.


    She rushed to his side immediately and they snuggled up in each other’s arms.


    “I wish I could sleep off in your arms,” she whispered, burying her face in his neck and inhaling the


    sweet smell.


    “I dream of that moment every single time,” he whispered back and lowered his lips to kiss her deep.


    Sa?da melted, wanting to be no where else but right there.


    ***


    Sa?da’s POV:


    It’d been a day since my dowry and Asahd haunted my thoughts even more.


    I was seated in the gardens with the other girls while they chatted. I waspletely lost in their midst,


    thinking of Asahd and only him. I loved him so much.


    ’I have to find a way to stop my engagement and wedding to Noure. But how? I can’t call it off myself.′? N?velDrama.Org - All rights reserved.


    I bit my thumb as I thought.


    ′I have to make him call it off! Yes! I have to. I’ll tell him the truth so he calls it off. He will tell no one


    about the reason why because he’ll definitely want to keep his head high and maintain his honor! Yes.


    I’ll do that.′


    I stood abruptly and left the table to the surprise of my friends. I had no time to exin whatsoever.


    Next up, Noure’s apartment.


    Noure had returned to his own apartment where he had some privacy. It was perfect. I went there and


    he happily weed me. I wasted no time in telling him that I had something important to confess to


    him and so he took me seriously and we sat down to discuss.


    -


    “Yes, my love? What’s wrong?” he asked, worried.


    ′It’s so hard, but he needs to know.′


    “Noure,” my heart had started palpitating. I was nervous and anxious. “I love you.”


    “Yes, my dear. I know.”


    I took a deep breath.


    “But...”


    ′I’m gonna pass out, help.


    -Think of Asahd. You’re helping yourself as well as Noure. You’re helping him so he won’t marry


    someone who doesn’t love him just as much anymore. You know it might not work out. It won’t.


    Especially with Asahd around.′


    “Sa?da, what is it?′ he asked, very worried. I swallowed and decided to let it out.


    “I’m also in love with someone else. ”


    There. I’d said it. Noure froze and frowned a little.


    “W– what?”


    “I’m– I’m in love with someone else too, Noure,” I felt like I was running out of air. “I couldn’t control my


    feelings and it just happened. I’m sorry.”


    “Sa?da, what are you telling me?!” Noure stood abruptly and I shook. The hurt in his voice was so


    evident. Never had he raised his voice at me.


    “I– I don’t know how it happened. I tried to deny it but I couldn’t. I’m sorry,” I exined in a shaky voice.


    “Sa?da, how??” he covered his mouth in disbelief and sat again, his eyes wide. “Who is it? Who is it??′


    ′The hardest part.′


    “Who, Sa?da?!” he raised his voice again.


    “The Prince. Asahd.”


    Writer’s POV:


    It hit Noure like a wrecking ball. His head started to spin on the spot as he could hardly believe his


    ears.


    “W– what?” his voice was low and he was in shock.


    “I’m sorry.”


    “How did it happen?? When?!”


    “New York.”


    “Yh, Sa?da!” the shocked young man gasped and stood, running his fingers through his hair.


    He couldn’t realise what was happening to him.


    “D– does he know, this???”


    “Yes.”


    Noure’s eyes grew wider.


    “You told him you loved him?!”


    “H– He confessed first.”


    She had to let him know.


    “WHAT?? He loves you, Sa?da?? He confessed first?! Yh! I am finished!” Noure could grow mad on


    the spot and then he frowned and stared at her, “He seduced you, didn’t he?”


    Sa?da was silent at first.


    “Noure, I tried to resist for as long as possible I swear! I couldn’t control my feelings at some point that


    were growing without me realising them,” Sa?da was scared now. “I’m sorry.”


    “That bastard! I have never liked his proud ass! He was pretending to change by bing your friend


    and gaining your favors! Sa?da, are you blind?? What has he done to you? That’s why you started


    defending him at some point and ignoring my calls??” Noure gasped. “I sensed there was something


    not right about him and how close he’d be with you. Oh gawd, what have you done to me?!”


    Sa?da’s eyes watered and for the first time in a while, her guilt returned.


    “I’m so sorry–”


    “Sa?da, he brainwashed you! You knew of his reputation more than anybody else! How did you fall for


    him?!”


    “I don’t know how it all started, Noure,” Sa?da exined. “I’ve been so confused for long.”


    “Oh gawd! I knew he was dangerous,” Noure pulled on his short hair, his head spinning and his anger


    almost unbearable. “That son of a bitch!”


    Sa?da had never heard Noure speak that way. Noure turned furiously and asked:


    “Has he done anything to you or with you, Sa?da?? Has he?!”


    Sa?da swallowed.


    “We kissed twice,” she lied, afraid of Noure’s sudden appearance and countenance. She’d never seen


    such a side of his and was afraid of what he could do.


    “You kissed him?! Twice?!” he growled and she shook. “That’s it!


    She watched a furious Noure grab his car keys.


    “If he thinks he can steal you away from me, he is wrong! I will marry you, Sa?da! But first, I’ll show him


    what I’m made of!” Noure growled and stormed towards the door. Sa?da panicked and immediately


    went after him.


    “Noure please! Please don’t!” she tried to hold him back but he pushed her back and she fell. Before


    she could stand, he’d walked out of the apartment, locking her in. Things hadn’t gone as nned.


    Sa?da stood and rubbed her forehead in total panic. She was supposed to be afraid of a possible public


    scandal but surprisingly, that wasn’t her priority.


    ′If he dares to hurt, Asahd. If he dares!′


    She frowned at the thought, feeling angry.


    ′I shouldn’t worry. Asahd will probably beat the hell out of him if he tries something stupid.


    I don’t want them to fight. Oh gawd. I don’t want Noure to get hurt either, but he’s so furious.


    Is this what he’s like, when angry?? Hum!′


    She sat down.


    ′All I hope for is that he doesn’t make it public. The Queen is out, the sultan is absent. Hopefully my


    father isn’t around.


    Yh, please let it not be public.′


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