Sheikh's Revenge by Jessica Brooke & Ella Brooke

Author:Jessica Brooke & Ella Brooke [Brooke, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-07-08T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

She was turning into one of those people, those hopelessly cheery people who loved Mondays, was always bouncy on the phone, and wanted to actually wake up before her alarm in the morning. Her brother had commented on it yesterday during her Skype call with him, and she couldn’t deny it. In the two weeks since they’d gotten back from the Al Ain, she’d been smiling broadly at work and enjoying dates and so much more with Zahir by night. She’d even caught herself humming in the shower. She’d never done that before. But it was hard not to be that hopelessly cheery, Mary Poppins-type when she was so happy. Like this evening, she was humming some old Rihanna song to herself—something silly from back in high school—and flat-ironing her hair. Zahir was going to pick her up shortly for a top-secret date.

It wasn’t that they were cuddly at work, neither of them found it appropriate, but they didn’t hide their relationship outside of the office. The date was top secret for another reason. He’d planned something special, and he had refused to tell her more than just to be ready by eight and to wear comfortable shoes.

If he’d said she needed jeans again, she’d have figured she was in for another camel ride. Whatever this was, she was completely unsure, but she continued to hum the next verse of “I’ve Been Everywhere” as she daydreamed about the next wonderful surprise that Zahir had readied for her.

***

Her eyes widened at the spectacle before her. As Zahir helped her out of the limo, Addison could barely process the sight that greeted her. There were dozens of vendors, all working out of tiny glass stalls (or boxes, really) and selling gold of all kinds. There were giant cuffs and bracers, rings of every shape and size, necklaces that were thick and ones made of the finest filigrees. All of it shone in the fluorescent lights overhead. It was Dubai, after all, and she was rapidly learning that for the right price, you could find any luxury and any big ticket item that you wanted.

Now there were stalls and stalls of gold, and she wasn’t sure what was going on. How could any of this be intended for her. She’d only been dating Zahir for two weeks. The gold here was real, and even a thin necklace had to be worth hundreds. It was all so much.

“I can’t do this,” she said, her voice an awed whisper even as Zahir took her by the hand and led her to the nearest stall.

This one specialized in necklaces but they weren’t thin by any means. They were what her mother always called statement pieces, collars almost more than necklaces, bedecked with jewels upon jewels. Even the filigree-style necklaces were stacked, with several layers twisting and curling together until one, intricate design would lay down over a whole throat and her chest as well. These were the types of necklaces worn by starlets on the red carpet or the wealthy at Monaco.

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