Deborah_Pruijmboom

I was roaming the palace halls, pretending to be a servant. My heart drummed when I first saw her. Jasmine’s cat-like green eyes haunted me from the moment that I had met her. The new maid in our Saudi palace was everything I had ever dreamed of; a body that made every man kneel, her intelligence was beyond imagination and her passion set my whole world on fire.

Although I knew she truly loved me, her love for me was more like a game of push and pull. She did not wish to marry anyone, and certainly not me. 

Meeting Saphira back home in Malibu USA, had seemed like a welcome distraction. And although I resisted, we had deeply fallen. It was not something I could easily take back... Saphira was not everything that I had once dreamed of, and I certainly did not plan to love her. But I did regardless, irrevocably so. 

My name is Benjamin El-Raji Saud, Prince of Saudi Arabia.  
They say love wasn’t supposed to be easy, I know that now. 
The story of how our love became untangled, was messy and twisted and full of heart ache and betrayal.
I truly did not know how our story would end, but is was ours. 
 
Which ship are you rooting for?
#Shaphmin
#Jazzmin
#Shaphary
#Benierra?
#Saphlik?

Love Untangled

I was more afraid of what waited for me at home than anything else.

After the limo drove us home, I took a shower. I combed my long blond curly hair when Saeed came into the room. "I'm warning you," he simply stated. "That bigshot lawyer from the United States can't save you, if you continue this behavior." Wait what? "Lawyer?" I mouthed.

"Are you impressed by that?" Saeed narrowed his eyes and came closer, threatening me. "No," I quickly said. I thought that Benjamin revealed his identity?!

Saeed grabbed me by the throat and pinned me to the wall. "I am not saying it again, I am warning you," he threatened. Finally he left the room.

Naïma was constantly babbling on about how perfect she thought Daniel was. Tomorrow would be her big day. If Daniel felt the same, then he would ask for her hand in marriage and Nikaa would be performed by one of my dad's oldest friends, who was an Imam.

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