Royalty Gone Bad novel Chapter 103

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Asahd’s POV:

My eyes opened as if on command. My starving and rumbling tummy had woken me up. I lay immobile and stared at the ceiling, trying to recall where exactly I was.

Seconds after, I remembered everything.

I moved a little and realised I was on the hard floor.

′Where’s Saïda?′

Slowly, I sat up. My body hurt so bad from my crashing onto the hard floor, some hours earlier.

“Ow...” I muttered, touching my lower back.

′That was crazy.′

I thought, still a little sleepy. I smiled a little and turned to find Saïda at the edge of the bed, close to me. It seemed like she’d either rolled over or had moved till she got there. I realised her wrists were still tied.

′Oh poor darling. She slept like that?′

I managed to kneel and immediately reached for the lace. I untied her wrists and pulled the lace completely off. I noticed it’d left some marks on them.

′I hope I didn’t hurt her. Cuz for real, when I started, it was a different story.′

I kissed her forehead and then looked around.

′I’m starving. What time is it?′

I saw that the outside was still dark. I stood and almost stumbled. My legs were weak and my knees were still a little shaky.

’I’d repeat our sex over and over, without complaining. It was hot.

It always is.′

I smiled and stretched. I picked my boxers and wore them. Then, I turned and carefully covered my wife. But immediately I did so, her eyes slowly opened.

“Asahd?” she called sleepily.

“Yes, baby,” I bent over and kissed her cheek.

She slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes.

“I’m starving,” she muttered and I chuckled.

“Me too. Let’s go eat,” I sat on the edge, close to her.

She raised her head and stared at me. She looked so tired, so innocent and cute.

“You tried to kill me,” she mumbled and my lips twisted to the side in amusement.

“Sorry,” I said, chuckling a little.

“Don’t be,” she smiled weakly. “I actually liked it.”

Her reply made me smirk and she giggled.

“I was kinda scared at first,” she admitted with a lazy laugh. “But then, wooo! It was something else.”

I laughed and she joined me.

“I hope I didn’t hurt you,” I mused.

“No you didn’t,” she reddened. “But you drained me. Is it healthy to orgasm that much?”

“I know it causes no harm,” I laughed and leaned in to kiss her. She kissed me back.

When she caressed my cheek, I realised something that caused me to pull away.

“What?” she asked, staring at the worried expression I had on.

“Are you feeling okay, darling?” I asked, worried. I touched her face and forehead. She was a little too warm.

“Yes? Why?” she asked, confused.

I touched her again to confirm what I’d suspected in the first place.

“You’re feverish,” I muttered, still touching her.

“Really?”

“Yeah,” I frowned a little.

“Well, I don’t feel like I have fever,” she mused. I didn’t find it funny.

“You can’t fall sick now. Not on our honeymoon,” I grumbled, touching her again.

“Asahd, I’m fine,” she giggled. “I don’t feel ill or awkward. Maybe it’s just the heat here, or temperature. Whatever. But I assure you I’m not feeling ill.”

I stared at her, caressing her cheek.

“Hmmm. Precaution first,” I stated and stood, going to my bag to get her something.

She laughed at how worried I was.

“It’s fine. I assure you.”

“You say so. You have to take an aspirin,” I insisted, grabbing aspirin effervescent from my bag.

“Eew, no. I hate its taste,” she laughed, getting off the bed and wearing her panties and T-shirt. I went to her.

“I insist.”

“Nope,” she giggled.

“If you don’t take it, I’ll ignore you throughout our honeymoon,” I tried blackmail.

“You know you can’t,” she raised a playful brow.

′Facts.′

“Dammit. You’re right,” I rolled my eyes. “Please do it for me.”