Royalty Gone Bad novel Chapter 53

*EXPLICIT CONTENT WARNING*

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Writer’s POV:

That night, before sleeping, each thought about the other and the hot kiss they’d shared in the kitchen. Saïda regretted nothing. She completely accepted the fact, once and for all. Asahd attracted her and there was no way to resist him. She’d tried several times and they all turned out to be epic fails. She drifted off in sleep, thinking about him.

It was same on Asahd’s side. He thought of her and how she’d finally given up all resistance and kissed him back, earlier in the kitchen. It made him smile and made his heart race.

“I have so much in store for you, Saïda,” he whispered dreamily. “So much. You drive me crazy.”

The desire he had for the girl was way beyond anything he’d ever felt. And he was going to prove it as well as quench that desire.

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The next morning, Asahd left for work early and later that same morning, Saïda did same. They’d not had the time to see each other first, though they would have loved to. One thing was sure, both had left in very good moods.

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During Saïda’s break, as usual, she received a call from Noure.

“Hello, Noure darling,” she said over the phone in a rather cheerful manner.

"Hello, my love. Wow, you sound quite good today.”

“Yes. I’m actually in a good mood. How’s your day, going?”

"Great. Saïda you’ve been a little distant from me recently I can understand that you’re busy, but at least let me know.”

“I’m sorry, Noure. And I apologise again for a few nights ago. I didn’t hang up. My batter was low and the phone went off. Plus, I was very tired and dozed off,” Saïda lied. It was due to the state in which Asahd had left her, that made her hang up.

′Oh, Asahd. I’m so sorry Noure. But I can’t resist Asahd. I tried and it didn’t work. I won’t try again because it’s useless. Asahd does something to me that I can’t explain. I love you, Noure. But I like him. Forgive me.′

She thought, still feeling no deep regret for what had happened with Asahd the previous night.

"Okay dear. I understand.”

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That night, they all returned to the apartment. Asahd and Saïda acted cool with each other because of Djafar. Fact was, there was this feeling of excitement that washed over her the moment Asahd walked into the apartment, from work, that night. Her body told no lies. It definitely wanted him close. The shameless thoughts had caused Saïda to redden and Asahd had noticed, a knowing smile on.

After dinner and washing the dishes while the men watched TV, Saïda had retired to her room. When she heard her father tell Asahd goodnight, she knew it was only a matter of minutes before Asahd would come looking for her. And he did.

He sneaked into her room, minutes later, to her great amusement. He was shirtless with a pair of sweats on. He was so fine.

“Shhh,” he pressed a finger against his lips while he closed her door behind him. “C’mon.”

She stood and nervously approached him, almost like he could control her. Her heart skipped a beat when he pulled her closer till her chest hit his bare one.

“I missed you,” Asahd whispered and lowered his head to nibble and suckle against the sensitive side of her neck. Saïda closed her eyes as a sweet feeling went through her body and she wrapped her arms around his neck, loving the sweet feeling.

“I- I missed you too,” she stammered, still so confused with how bad Asahd was affecting even her senses.

“Oh, yeah?” he raised his head and kissed her softly. She kissed him back, feeling how wet her sensitive womanly folds were getting.

“Yeah.”

All this was so new to her. So foreign, so hot, so intense.

“That’s my babe,” Asahd let his hands slide down her waist until they rested on her ass. She froze a little. No one had touched her that way. Not even Noure.

When grabbed her and squeezed a little, Saïda gasped breathlessly and tried to say something but Asahd hushed her immediately.

“Shhh, quiet,” he whispered and licked her bottom lip. “Another word and I’ll do something real nasty to you.”

Saïda bit her bottom lip as the tingle in between her legs got worse.

“I want to be yours, Saïda,” he whispered and pressed himself harder against her till she could feel the hardness in his sweats, press against her abdomen, sending another intense signal to her folds. “You know what I was thinking?”

“What?” her voice was low, very low.

“I would fit in perfectly,” he kissed her deep and Saïda’s head spun. “But you won’t let me,” he chuckled lowly against her lips. “I understand that for now.”

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him.

“Asahd w- we can’t sleep together.”

“I know. But who said it had to be my cock?” his reply was husky and he kissed her deep. “Please touch me, Saïda.”

That sentence gave her goosebumps.

With slightly shaky hands and completely carried away by their kiss, she let her palms slowly trail down his shoulders and to his smooth chest. She loved feel of him. She gently rubbed his chest and a low moan escaped Asahd’s lips.

She then caressed his arms, back and abed tummy, also giving her some degree of satisfaction.

“I wish I could do more. Right now, right here,” Asahd murmured.

“H- how?” her innocent question came out in a low gasp.

“You’ll see. Tomorrow night. I’ll be patient until then.”

“Okay.”

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The next day, they went to work as usual and carried out their day’s activities.

By night, they returned.

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While Saïda was warming the food, Asahd entered and wrapped her from behind. Then he whispered:

“Wear tiny shorts tonight. Light material and wait for me.”

Her heart skipped a beat.

“Ah- Asahd.”

“I won’t try to sleep with you. I promise. I won’t undress you either, okay?” he whispered.

“Okay.”

Saïda seemed not control her own thoughts and body anymore. It was a different case.

“Okay.”

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