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I'm the Ruler

Luke

We cut it close when it came to packing up Sophia’s apartment. I didn’t leave much time for rest since I knew Mother was only going to keep blowing up my phone until we arrived back in Qatar. I hoped that with some time to let the news sink in, she would cool herself down, and we could have a civilized conversation.

It was probably wishful thinking.

I had taken a quick reprieve from packing to call Abir and inform him of what we’d done. I also asked him to keep Mother distracted until we returned. We had a long two days ahead of us. As much as I wanted to get the conversation over with, we had a planned stop in England for the pilot to rest and refuel while Sophia and I could do the same.

Two days was enough time for Mother to relax before we had to deal with her. There was nothing for her to do except to take what we had done and start to accept it.

She needed to understand I was no longer just her son. I was a ruling king and could make my own decisions in life. The sooner she
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