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

"Are you sure? I mean…-" Benjamin stroke his index finger over my ring finger. I nodded again. This time with more certainty.

There weren't any words, because this wasn't real. It wasn't a real wedding. He just had a guilty conscious leaving me here. That was all.

After the Imam performed the Nika ritual, Benjamin shoved the ring around my finger and kissed my hand. "Is there anything you and your sister would like to take to the palace Habibie? We will leave in an hour max. It's not necessary to bring clothing, I'm sure they will measure you a whole new wardrobe. But if there is anything you are attached to, then we will help you pack." I glanced at my father.

This couldn't be real. Benjamin smiled. His hazel eyes were shining, he seemed pleased with this arrangement. What about Saphira?

The day