Royalty Gone Bad novel Chapter 106

WARNING!: EXPLICIT CONTENT!

(This chapter is not edited)

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Saïda’s POV:

We returned to the hotel at six PM, after a long, sweet, fun and tiring day. Asahd and I had enjoyed ourselves to the fullest. However, I couldn’t help it but be nervous about nighttime that was fast approaching. I was nervous because of what I had to give Asahd, or do to him, rather.

′Yalah. I’m not bold enough!′

I bit my thumb at the thought.

“What’s wrong, love?” Asahd mused. “You’re blushing and seem nervous.”

“Oh, um, I’m fine,” I giggled a little.

“You sure? Seems you were thinking about something naughty. Your blushing betrays you,” he laughed a little.

“Not true. Leave me alone,” I pouted playfully and he laughed again, coming over to hug me.

“Aaaw okay. You’re so cute. Such a good girl,” he chuckled and kissed my forehead.

’-That’s a sign, Saïda. You will forever be his good girl, which isn’t a bad thing because he’ll never expect what you have in store for him, tonight.

Unleash your alter ego. Create a naughty and domineering side.-′

I could hear my subconscious like it was someone else talking in my own mind.

’-This once, and that’s it. Well, if you want. You should be able to bring out a naughty side he’s never seen. Surprise him. Even shock him but in a sensual way. Asahd will literally lose it. Of course you want to see that.-′

I swallowed and smiled a little at Asahd who smiled back.

“Now we eat, then we sleep. After that, we wake up at around eight or so, and shower. Then we make love until we pass out. Perfect plan isn’t it?” he said and I giggled.

“Indeed. I’m gonna love this night,” I smirked at him, my cheeks burning because of my evil plan.

′I’ll do it. I have to. I just have to. Once I start, it’s gonna be easier for sure. I’ve read many erotica novels. I think I can try and do same, right?

-Definitely! Take the lead for once, Saïda. Be his boss.′

“I’ll love it even more,” Asahd chuckled. Then he noticed my smirk. “You’re smirking like some sexy, evil mastermind.” he joked and I laughed.

“Really? I didn’t even notice,” I giggled in my usual innocent manner.

“It was hot,” he kissed me. “Let’s eat, then sleep. We’ll be needing energy for tonight.”

“I know right.”

′Oh he doesn’t know what’s coming tonight. I need some courage. Maybe I should drink a little bit of alcohol for that? Just the right quantity to be tipsy and bold enough.

-Yeah. Do just that.′

“Can you order some champagne?” I asked, surprising him.

“You wanna drink champagne?” he mused.

“Mmhmm. Well, not now. Maybe later. I just feel like it.”

“Oh. Well, okay ma’am. I’d already ordered a bottle. It’s in the little fridge in the bedroom.”

“Oki.”

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At eight PM, I woke up first. Asahd was still asleep.

′It all starts now.′

I shook him a little and immediately closed my eyes, pretending to still be asleep. I felt him stir a few times, yawn and sit up.

A second or two later, he shook me gently.

“Baby? Sweetheart get up. Let’s go shower,” he said.

“Mmm?” I stirred a little, pretending and keeping my eyes shut. “One more minute.”

“It’s already eight.”

“Mm-mm,” I frowned in my fake sleep and turned, backing him. “Go shower first. I’ll enter after you.”

“Hmmm, okay. By the time I come out, promise you’ll get up.”

“Mhm go,” I waved a sleepy hand.

“Alright,” I felt him kiss my cheek before climbing out of bed.

After some seconds, I heard him enter the bathroom. I sat up immediately.

′Now.′

I quickly climbed out of bed and tiptoed to the little fridge. I opened it and took the champagne bottle out. Luckily, Asahd had opened it earlier and we’d drank a little while we ate.

I opened the bottle and drank directly from it. The drink was cold and burned my throat a little and so I had to take a few breaks.

However, I was able to drink a considerable quantity that was sure to get me all tipsy in some minutes.

′Hope this gives me the courage I need.′

I burped silently, returned the drink and rushed back to the bed.

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About ten minutes later, a fleshly showered Asahd stepped out in his boxers. I smiled at him.

“Up already,” he smiled and crawled onto the bed on four legs, to me. He pecked me.

′Gosh he smells so good. I could bite him.′

“Mhm,” was my reply, not wanting him to notice I’d drank some alcohol.

My head was spinning a little and I could feel the effects setting it. I realised maybe I’d drank way too much? I wasn’t the type to handle alcohol well.

′I drank a little too much. I hope I don’t ruin things.′

“Go shower. I’ll wait for you. I’m so ready for you, tonight.”

′And I, for you.′

I smirked and pecked him again, then I got off the bed and rushed to the bathroom door.

“Don’t sleep off, okay?” I finally spoke, a distance away from him. That room was a very big one.

“No fricken way,” he winked at me and I smiled, entering the bathroom and locking the door.

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I’d hidden my little shopping bag in one of the several drawers of the huge bathroom, earlier. Where Asahd would never check for anything.

I took it out and pulled my sexy lingerie from it, as well as the little accessories that went with it. I had bought two outfits, given the fact that I couldn’t chose which I wanted between both.

Just then, a brilliant idea crossed my mind. I was going to wear both, for two different acts!

′How about, I be the good girl I always am, at first. And then, transform into the bad girl?

-Perfect!′

I giggled out loud at the thought. Yes, the alcohol was already affecting me.

"You okay in there? You’re giggling alone,” I heard Asahd muse from outside.

“Don’t mind me!” I laughed, feeling excited for no reason. The alcohol was doing a great job. “I’ll be out soon!”

"Okay!”

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After showering, I grabbed my first outfit. I stood in front of the huge mirror and wore it, step by step.

′Oh my gosh. I look good in this.′

I thought with a little giggle, admiring myself from all angles in the lingerie.

“He’s gonna love it,” I giggled again.

I went on to fix my hair and apply light but perfect make up. I then wore the heels that went with it.

′Now’s time for the good girl to make an appearance. Yalah. I still can’t believe I’m doing this.

-You can do this. This isn’t even the hard part.

True.′

I took a deep breath and went to the doors. Slowly, I opened them and stepped out. Luckily, Asahd was backing me. He was standing and manipulating his phone, in front of the TV.

My heart was beating like crazy and I took deep breaths. Suddenly, I felt a little more courageous. I changed my expression and pose, and made sure to look as innocent and naïve as possible.

′I can’t believe I’m doing this.′

I already imagined his reaction and it was already pleasing me.

In the softest, most seductive voice ever, I said:

“Sir?”

Probably surprised, he turned immediately, his reaction just as I’d expected.

Asahd’s POV:

I froze on seeing her. My phone dropped, as well as my mouth.

′Pinch me...′

My dick moved on its own.

Standing right in front of the bathroom doors, at a distance, was Saïda in lacy lingerie and heels.



My throat grew dry and my dick gradually began to stand. I was speechless. Goosebumps covered my skin and I felt dizzy, no kidding. My breath hitched and I had to lean against the wall a little. Saïda in lingerie?? I’d imagined it but I never knew it could happen!

′Temptation.′

“Do you like me this way, Sir?” she asked softly, biting her lower lip and touching the top of her breasts. She looked at me in the most innocent manner ever.

My lips parted and I tried to say something. Nothing came out. My throat was so dry and my erection was already pushing hard against my boxers. I was paralysed.

“It’s my gift to you, Sir.” she smiled sweetly, turning on herself and giving me a perfect view of her angles.

′I’m going to eat her. I swear.′

My chest was heaving slightly and my erection started to hurt.

“You like it?” she asked, licking and biting her bottom lip.

′I’m finished.′

“Yesss.” I literally hissed in a husky whisper.

′Time to pounce on that good kitty.′

My body automatically regained its strength and I started going to her.

“No, no Sir.” she raised a hand and stopped me halfway. “If you touch me, even once, I won’t give you your surprise. You’ll have to follow my instructions.”

I swallowed hard.

′She’s already killing me.′

“I’ll do everything you say.” I replied huskily, swallowing again.

Writer’s POV:

′Gosh I’m loving this.′

Saïda thought, her nervousness suddenly gone. It’d vanished. She wasn’t tipsy...she was drunk. She felt bold, courageous, powerful, in control.

She loved how Asahd’s countenance had changed. His eyes roamed over her intimately, his breathing was changing, his erection was so evident, his voice went from normal to husky, sleepy and sexy! She noticed how he swallowed continuously. Perfect.

“Sit on that chair.” she pointed and Asahd obediently went to it.

“There’s only one rule.”

Asahd listened.

“Don’t touch me. Or I’ll stop. Understood, sir?” she giggled, feeling very drunk now and even more bold. “You want your good girl, pleasing you. Don’t you?”

“I do.” Asahd swallowed.

“Then keep your hands and everything else to yourself and let me.”

Saïda approached Asahd. He literally stopped breathing. She was right in front of him.

She turned and Asahd’s eyes roamed over her back, ass, inner thighs and legs. His mouth watered and he gripped the Armchair’s leather covered arms so he wouldn’t give in to temptation and touch her.

Saida, who’d planned everything, grabbed the remote close by and started playing some sensual music in the room. She then faced Asahd and smiled sweetly.

Asahd’s POV:

′Self-control buddy, self-control.′

I could feel my forehead slowly getting moist. I grabbed the chair’s arms tight, holding my breath.

′I hope this isn’t a dream.

-No it’s one of your fantasies, come true.′