Slave to the Sheikh: by Nadia Aidan

Author:Nadia Aidan
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Multicultural, Contemporary, United States, Multicultural & Interracial, African American, Erotica, Literature & Fiction
Publisher: Nadia After Dark-Taboo Collection
Published: 2014-09-29T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

I knew he would come for me, just as I knew it was only a matter of time before he found me. He thought he was so clever, sending Khalil as my watchdog. I knew his cousin was there, cloaked in the shadows, making certain I didn’t flee. Both of them were idiots, I decided. Where the hell could I go, exactly? With one word, Amir could keep me here forever. Tears still stung my eyes, but I wanted to cry in earnest now. Our relationship had evolved over the past weeks, and while I’d been certain I was no longer his sex slave, for it seemed we were equally enslaved by our desires for one another, I realized in that moment, I was definitely his prisoner. If I wished to leave, and he refused, there would be nothing I could do to escape him.

“We need to talk.”

The deep baritone of Amir’s voice shattered the tranquil silence. He found me standing at the edge of the pond which was nestled in the center of the garden behind my villa. I’d known the very moment he’d entered the garden, the small prickling at the base of my neck, and the tiny goosebumps along my flesh, always betrayed his presence, no matter how quiet he tried to be. I didn’t want to face him, but neither could I put off the inevitable forever.

“I think you said quite enough already, don’t you?” I faced him then, letting my gaze rake him with cool indifference. My heart was breaking as I stared blankly at the man I’d believed myself to be in love with. The things I’d done with him, I’d never done with any other man. I wanted to feel shame for the liberties I’d allowed him, but I couldn’t conjure one ounce of humiliation. I’d surrendered everything to Amir, because I’d loved him, still loved him, there was no shame in that. At least I’d had the good sense to not completely lose my head by telling him how deeply I loved him, because I don’t think I could have faced him if I’d been so foolish in revealing that secret.

“I’m sorry—”

“For what exactly?” I frowned. “For hurling angry insults at me because despite being completely humiliated by you, I still maintained my dignity by remaining cordial to your mother and fiancé? What did you expect me to do? To collapse in a heap, make a fool of myself, and curse your name? You seemed to be doing quite a fine job of cursing people’s names, that I just didn’t see the point—”

“Daniella—”

“Don’t.” He stood there, his eyes full of remorse and pain. He had no right to say my name so emphatically that it reverberated to the depths of my soul. Even now, as wounded as I felt, I wanted him. With his hair disheveled, his collar unbuttoned, and the hint of stubble along his jaw, he was every bit the wild, desert prince who had claimed my body and then stolen my heart.

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