Royalty Gone Bad novel Chapter 38

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Asahd’s POV:

“But we don’t have tents or sleeping bags.” Saïda told me later that evening when I told her about the camping experience the others had invited us to.

“That’s what I told them. Alex says he has two tents and could bring us one. Matt has extra sleeping bags and said he’ll help us with them. So all we gotta do is bring our necessities.”

“Okay, it’s only for a night right?”

“Yeah, you in?”

“Are you?” she asked.

“Of course. If you’re coming.”

“So if I refuse, you won’t go?” she mused.

“Fact.”

“Even if Allison expects you to show up?” she laughed a little.

′I’d forgotten about Ally.′

“Oh, guess I’ll have to go after all,” I replied.

“I’ll come,” she finally said and I smiled.

“Cool.”

“Cool.”

“I’ll tell my father about it. It’s Saturday, right?”

“Yeah. I have a feeling we’ll have a very good time.”

“I hope,” she smirked and my gaze dropped to her pretty lips.

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Saïda’s POV:

The days flew by and soon it was Thursday. I sat in my room that night, chatting with Noure. My father had gone out and Asahd was lying on my bed, busy manipulating his phone while I sat on the edge.

"I have something special for you,” Noure told me over the phone.

“Oh, really? What is it?” I smiled.

"Can’t say. It’s a surprise and I’m waiting for you to get here so I give it to you.”

“Noure, I don’t want anything. I have you,” I told him, my cheeks reddening.

“Hum!” Asahd exclaimed playfully and I laughed, turning and poking him.

"Yes, you do. I’m all yours, Saïda. I really can’t wait to have you back here.”

“I’m all yours too. Soon I’ll carry your name. The more we speak of it, the more I can’t wait to be your wife. Our wedding will be memorable.”

“And I’ll feast and drink at it! So plan to get enough food!” Asahd exclaimed with a laugh and I hit him playfully. He was supposed to shut up.

"Is that Asahd??” Noure asked in surprise.

“Um, yeah.”

"Saïda, he listens to our conversations??”

“No. It isn’t on loudspeaker. Plus, he came in to get something. He’s out now,” I’d just lied to Noure. For the first time, I’d lied to him.

Asahd, realising I was lying, raised his brows and his lips twitched in amusement.

"Hmm, okay. I know you are friends now and quite close but I prefer you keep our issues as lovers, private. Like you normally should.”

“I keep our issues private, Noure.”

′Or not.′

I’d already told Asahd about our kiss and a few other things.

“Second lie, sweetheart.” Asahd whispered with a low chuckle.

"I hope so, Saïda. I’ll call you tomorrow.”

“Okay. Bye, my dear.”