The Sheikh's Virgin Mistress 4 (Jatar Sheikh Series Book 4) by Jessica Brooke

Author:Jessica Brooke [Brooke, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2014-11-30T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

The next morning when I woke up, he was in his chair, looking out at the city, and I asked him, “Is it calmer?”

He gritted his teeth and shook his head, “No. They are tearing apart my city.”

“It’s their city, too.” I said without thinking and Omar furrowed his brows together. “I’m sorry, I only mean maybe if we listened to them? Tried to help instead of summarily dismissing or killing them?”

“They will only want more.”

“Omar, I talked to the leader of the group that took me, and what I gathered was they just wanted slightly better living accommodations and fair wages. Was he right that most of them still lived in dirt floor huts?”

Omar shrugged as if that were not uncommon, “Most get paid what they are worth.”

“Well, perhaps you should re-think that statement. Who dictates worth? Look at how you live. How can you decide worth when you have so much?”

“You enjoy all of this immensely. You cannot lie and tell me otherwise.”

“I do. I am not saying I don’t! What I’m saying is, what if we give back to the community in a greater way? I know you treat your servants better than most. You know, I actually argued that exact point with my captor. I defended you! I want you to know that.”

He looked surprised and then turned to look back out the window. “Omar, why don’t you let me implement a housing improvement program, and an affordable food exchange or food bank,” I continued. “What if instead of me shopping or buying myself anything at all for the next year, I put all that money into helping the underprivileged in Dubai? Would you allow that? Just see if that helps? I promise, if it doesn’t, if the riots continue and the attacks resume, I will say I was wrong, and you can do whatever you want as retaliation. Will you at least consider it?”

“Julie will not come if you tell her you don’t get to shop.” His snarky comment made me laugh, which lightened the mood considerably.

“Forget Julie!” I said with equal sarcasm. “I am the wife to the King of Dubai, and I think its time you let me take on some of these responsibilities.”

He exhaled through his nose and nodded, “I’ll consider it.”

I laid there, silent, and then he added in a more subdued tone, “I do like it when you talk with authority. When you talk as if they are your people, too, your burden as much as it is mine. I shouldn’t, I should be disciplining you for this insubordination.”

“So you agree with me?” I asked in a small voice.

“Yes, Anna. You have a valid point, and it would be narrow minded of me to dismiss your ideas.”

I blinked at him, sort of in shock at his attitude. He gave me a wry half smile and nodded, mostly to himself, “I might discipline you just because I gather so much pleasure from the act, but I will not in this moment and not for your worldly viewpoint.

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