Royalty Gone Bad novel Chapter 94

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Writer’s POV:

The celebration lasted for hours and even up to the early morning hours like two.

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The parents of the future wedded had all retired to bed by midnight and had left the couple, under the watchful eyes of their men and maids. It didn’t really bother the couple as they could now freely discuss.

“I was so busy this week that I forgot to think of getting you a gift,” Saïda told the Prince.

“You’re mine,” he replied simply and caressed her cheek. “That’s all that matters. The only gift that really matters right now.”

She smiled, very tempted to kiss him and he to kiss her. She turned and saw that her friends and his were still at their table, chatting and checking on them from time to time.

“They’re doing a pretty good job,” she mused.

“And it’s annoying. I wish I could take you to some dark corner and kiss you right, Saïda,” he replied, smiling at her and making her redden.

“A week without making love to you. And another week? I hate this issue.”

He muttered and she giggled.

“We’ll survive.”

“You probably will,” he chuckled.

Saïda’s POV:

“I sleep with a boner, almost every night,” he admitted and I giggled. “It ain’t funny sweetheart. I’m so frustrated,” he mused.

“Maybe it’s a good thing. Our nuptial night would be special and even our honeymoon,” I told her, my gaze continuously dropping to his pretty lips.

“Oh that’s a fact. I have a lot in store for you,” he smirked and I reddened, my heart skipping a beat.

“Oh my gosh,” I whispered with a little laugh, understanding what he meant. “I’ll be traveling with painkillers?” I joked and he laughed.

“You’ll be needing them,” he replied casually and I giggled again.

“Yalah,” I gasped and he chuckled.

“Don’t worry. You’ll like it,” he eyed me a little and my breath hitched, making me bite my lip.

“I know,” I replied lowly and he smirked.

He had my hand in his and was softly caressing. Gosh, I wanted to kiss him so bad. To even hug him tight and burry my face in his neck.

′I love him so much.′

Just then, an idea crossed my mind. One that made me redden.

“I insist, Asahd,” I started. “On getting or giving you something for your birthday. Maybe not now, but soon.”

He stared at me.

“Alright, sweetheart.”

I smiled.

′You’ll surely get it during our honeymoon. If I’m bold enough by then. If not, I’ll probably buy you something.′

I bit my lip, nervous.

I leaned forward, tempted, and kissed his chin.

He looked at my lips and leaned leaned in close till our lips were real close. I held his chin, amused and stopping him.

“What are you doing, my Prince?” I whispered.

“You can’t tempt me and expect me not to kiss you, sweetheart,” he whispered, his gaze on my mouth. I bit my lip, letting him get closer.

“No, no, no!” Yasmin exclaimed with a laugh and we froze.

“Kiss and I report you to Djafar,” Aisha added with a laugh, also coming to stand by the platform.

“I think it’s time for us to leave the party, Saïda. It’s three AM.”

“Yup, future bride needs her beauty sleep,” Yasmin giggled.

Asahd sighed desperately and they all laughed.

“We’ll survive,” Saïda giggled and kissed his cheek. “Goodnight, my love.”

“Goodnight, baby,” he smiled a little and kissed the top of her hand.

He then stood and helped Saïda go down the five stairs of the platform till she reached her friends. She bowed a little at him and her maids took her away.

Most of the guests were still around and partying.

Asahd’s POV:

Immediately she left, my friends came to me.

“Sorry, man,” Landry mused.

“There’s no way I’ll wait for seven days before touching her again. I need to kiss her, at least once,” I chuckled and stood, going down the platform.

“And how? We won’t let you,” Kanaan laughed.

′You will.′

I thought in amusement.

“You guys aren’t fair at all,” I told them and they chuckled.

“Just following the rules.”

“Facts. Now let’s get you back to your room, if you’re done partying.”

“I’m done. Got nothing to do here without Saïda,” I sighed, still so desperate. They laughed again.

“You’ve succeeded in surviving. Seven more days won’t kill you.”

“Mmm. You’re right.”

′Cuz I won’t wait seven days. I’m gonna kiss her and hold her tight again me, before then.′

I smiled at my thoughts. There was no way I would last seven more days without kissing her. I was going to find a way, no matter what.

Led by two guards, and two others behind us, we left the party.

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It’d been two days since Saïda and I had gotten engaged and two days since I’d spoken privately with her or even kissed her on the cheek. The frustration was real.

Sometimes I would hang out in the gardens with my friends and then, she would walk by with her maids; chatting and laughing.

When they passed where we were, she would glance at me and smile warmly. It was killing me!

“This is punishment,” I told my friends and they chuckled.

“I know right. Honestly, I wouldn’t want to be in your place right now,” Amir admitted, amused.

“Being able to see the girl that drives you crazy without being able to touch her,” Kanaan said.

“It’s terrible. You guys understand what I’m going through right?”

“Mhm,” they all nodded.

“Then help me meet with her, privately. Even if it’s only two minutes,” I mused and they laughed.