The elevator dinged and opened, the three women walked out of the elevator. Omar was already waiting at the entrance of the company building. Kashmir smiled at the thoughtfulness of Amaro, she was certain that Amaro told Omar to wait for her.
Omar saw Kashmir and her friends heading towards him. He opened the limousine door for them.
"Thank you Omar" Kashmir said before getting into the car.
They stopped into Maryam's shop, the three of them alighted from the car and entered Maryam's shop. Kashmir picked up several formal dresses and gowns, neither of them liked it.
"Aha, I will let you try something, you will definitely like it." Maryam turned on her heels and walked towards a room and took a gown. She walked back to Kashmir and handed the gown to
"We’re here girls" Maryam giggled as they arrived at the entrance of the hotel. "I am so excited!" She clapped her hands. "Maryam, you're so hyper today, have you eaten a lot of sweets today?" Kashmir was chuckling at her friend's behaviour tonight. "Oh, girl yes, too many sweets" Maryam winked as she answered Kashmir. "Me too, I have eaten a lot of sweets today." Joyce chuckled. "You aren't the only one who consumed lots of sweets. I have also consumed loads of them." Fatima smirked. Joyce, Fatima and Maryam had a high five. "You girls are behaving weird today. What kind of sweets have you eaten that have that
Ishmael, Murad and Omar who saw Kharim and the woman grimaced. Kharim came near Amaro and said "Brother! Congratulations!" Amaro did not answer, he only nodded to his brother. "Kashmir, congratulations!" Kharim said. Kashmir stood then bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Highness" The queen who saw Kharim with the woman got agitated and said to the king "I have to go speak to Kharim, why did he bring that woman here?" gritting her teeth. "Don't worry, I know Amaro can deal with it." the king said, pacifying the queen. "I worry about Kashmir, she has no clue. She is such an innocent and sweet girl and I don't want her to get hurt." she sighed.
On her bed, Kashmir was unable to sleep tossing and turning as she was disturb by Irene's behavior toward Amaro. She didn't like the way she spoke with Amaro and the way she touched his arms. 'If Irene was Amaro's ex - girlfriend, why is it that she is Kharim's girlfriend now?' She’s perplexed. She wants to know their past but she doesn't know how to ask Amaro about it and decides to wait for him to open up to her. Kashmir doesn't want to appear to be nagging Amaro about his past since it's a past that should belong to the past and must not be dragged to the present. What's important is the present, Amaro loves her now. With that in mind, Kashmir's troubled heart found rest hence, she was able to sleep. In the morning, Kashmir was woken up by the light that came through the curtain that
On the other side of the palace, in Kashmir's room. She silently cried on Amaro's chest, in her 26 years of existence, it was her first time to hear such degrading words against her. She never had a conflict with other women before because she didn't flirt with men nor did she entertain suitors. Now that she is getting married to Amaro that she received such ill - treatment like this. She was thinking about what would happen if Kharim and Irene got married. Good thing that the king and queen treated her well. That was one thing that consoled her.Amaro did not say a word to her, he just stroked her back to comfort her.Knock, knock, knock...They broke their hug. "Stay here my love. I am going to answer the door." Amaro said to Kashmir.Kashmir took a facial tissue
Kashmir went to her room and had a bath. After doing her skin care regimen she put on her nightie. She picked up her MacBook and started a video call. “Hi,girls!” The four best friends greeted each other simultaneously. "By the way, we are dying to know why all of the sudden you are marrying him." Queenie can’t wait to know the reason for the sudden marriage. "Yes, girl, what happened to your Amir? I thought you’re going to wait for him?" Samantha’s eyebrows furrowed. "Wait, girl, didn't you tell me you saw Amir in the restaurant when we had dinner with Fatima and Maryam? Did you see him after that?" Joyce asked "Girls, I know you will be shocked but please don't scream okay?" Kashmir said.
Kashmir remained on the floor at the side of her bed hugging her knees lost in her thoughts. Then suddenly the door opened wide, she looked up and saw Amaro's worried look. "Kashmir!" He strode towards her and knelt. "Hey, are you alright, love?" he cupped her face. He has been calling several times but his call was not answered, for this reason he called the front desk to help him open the suite where Kashmir was. "You scared me to death, love." "How did I scare you?" She gave him a puzzled look. "I have been calling you for ages but you didn't answer your phone. I got worried - sick that something wrong might have happened to you." He hugged her.
She went to the bathroom and had a warm bath. "Oh, this is so relaxing," she said while in the bath.Afterwards, she did her skin care regimen and wore her pajamas. She sat at her bed and took her phone and dialed Amaro's number. The call was answered at once."Hello love, did you miss me?" Amaro said on the other end. He was over the moon when Kashmir phoned because she rarely calls."I just called so that you won't be worrying about me." she said and sat at her bed leaning against the headboard."What are you doing now?" Kashmir was curious what he was doing this time."I was reading emails when you called," he said, pressing the space between his eyebrows."Oh, I am sorry
Amaro smirked and removed his hands and moved away to sit on the couch. Amaro and the couturier talked for a few minutes before they left the shop. While on their way to the hotel, "Are you ready for our flight back to Dubai?" Amaro asked Kashmir who was looking at the window watching the people who were walking the streets. "Yes" she said, her eyes still on the group of pedestrians. Amaro took his phone to check on his emails. He already drafted things so that the company will run smoothly in their absence. He doesn't want their honeymoon to experience hiccups. They reached the hotel and checked out soon as they were ready. They headed to the airport, and as they boarded the plane, Amaro's phone rang. His mother was calling, so he answered the phone.
"Are you ready?" Amaro hugged Kashmir from behind. Turning to face him. "Yes, I am." "Finally, our Adil Amir will be the crown prince of Dubai a few hours from now," she said. The king had abdicated the throne and Kharim was crowned king when Adil Amir was 10 years old. 15 years later, Adil Amir was to be crowned as the crown prince of Dubai since Amaro didn't like the position, Adil Amir was next in succession. Kharim and Cleo had three children who were all female. As Kharim resolutely chose to be like his father and brother who had only one wife. Most of all he loved his wife and never looked at any woman. After all, he was already fed up with womanizing. So he had no hope of having a son. "Mother, you are always beautiful," Adil Amir said as he hugged Kashmir. "Thank you son," she said, looking at her 25 years old son wearing a crown. "Your mother will want you to visit us in Paris once a month. I know you'll be busier than ever now as you're already the crown prince of Duba
Amaro left the room after a period of time. He thought to give Kashmir ample time so she could calm down and they could talk. However, his heart sank in despair upon hearing that she left with the children. It was like his whole world was falling apart. The thought of losing his family is something he can't live with. "Get the car, we're leaving," he ordered Omar. "Yes, Your Highness," he bowed before he set out to do what he had been ordered to do. "Let's go to Lavigne's mansion," said Amaro, slipping in the car. His wife and children were sure to be there. He knew that Kashmir, however emotional she was, would not put their children at risk. Amaro got out of the car shortly after the car came to a full stop. His heart thumping inside his chest. He breathed in so he could calm down. He was so nervous to face Kashmir and what she was going to tell him. "Your Highness, your wife and kids went shopping with Princess Lauren," said the butler to Amaro when he asked where Kashmir wa
It's been a couple of months since Kashmir moved back to Amaro's mansion. Amaro couldn't ask for more, he had his wife back. Little did he know that there's yet to come that will shake him to the core. It was Saturday morning, Kashmir was having a shower when Amaro joined her in the shower. He spun her around to face him. Kashmir felt slightly dizzy and felt a throbbing pain in her temple. While Amaro was thirstily kissing her, the image of Irene and Amaro flashed in her mind so vividly that it's like she's taken back to the time where she saw Amaro and Irene under the shower. What happened two years ago came back to her mind. Unlocking their lips, she harshly pushed Amaro. Wearing a robe as she went out of the bathroom, her tears cascading her cheeks."Hey, what's wrong?" Amaro said as he came after her, wearing his robe. Kashmir refused to look at him, dressed up hastily. "Love, what did I do to make you angry," he knew she was angry at him.
The day after Kashmir's father and mother arrived, the king and queen together with Kharim and his wife Cleo arrived in Paris. The queen couldn't hold back her tears, "Kashmir, my daughter." The queen hugged her tightly as if she didn't want to let her go. "Mother, you are smothering my wife," Amaro chuckled. "Mother, my wife still has yet to recover her memory," Amaro explained as Kashmir couldn't return the affection given to her by the queen. "You mean, Kashmir is amnesiac?" Kharim chimed into the conversation. "Yes," Amaro replied, putting his arm around Kashmir's shoulder. "How are you, daughter?" The king asked Kashmir, his eyes tenderly looked at her. "I'm fine, Your Majesty," Kashmir answered and bowed her head. The king chuckled and said while looking at Amaro, "You're right son, your wife has amnesia because if she hasn't, she'll call me father." The king looked back at Kashmir and added, "Call me father, that is how you address me since
"Wow! I underestimated your skill. You're not only good at seducing, but also good at manipulating. You have taken advantage of the fact that my fiancee had lost her memory," Charles said sardonically, his lips twitched. "He didn't manipulate me, he had proof that I am his wife. And he also has proof that Adil Amir and Avril are our offsprings," she can't just remain quiet when she hears that he was ridiculed by Charles. "Amaro, please show them the proof," she whispered to him. Amaro kissed her forehead and went to their room. Charles was so jealous when he saw how they displayed their affection. For two years since she returned, he had never had a chance to be intimate with her because she always distanced herself from him. Mrs Lavigne was agitated at how Naomi behaved in front of Charles. "Naomi, what happened to you? What did he do to you to behave like this? " Mrs Lavigne couldn't hide her exasperation. "I'm not Naomi, I'm Kashmir," she fired back. Mrs Lavigne was startled
Omar opened the door of the car, Amaro smiled at him and smiled back. Omar was happy that the prince was happy. Amaro told him everything about Naomi. When the car was already on the street, Omar closed the partition to give the family their privacy and for him to concentrate on his driving as well. He was tempted to keep looking at the prince and his family and was afraid that they might have an accident because of it. While Avril slept during their trip to Amaro's mansion, all Amaro did was to plunder Naomi's mouth. Naomi hadn't complained about it as she thirsted for Amaro's kiss. He only stopped once they reached the mansion. Before getting out of the car. Amaro looked at Naomi's mouth that was already swollen because of the prolonged kissing. A slow contented smile etched on his handsome face. "Daddy, mommy," Adil Amir screamed when he saw Amaro and Naomi come into the mansion. "Who is she?" he asked, pointing at Avril. "Your little sister," Amaro answered. Naomi wanted to c
Standing beside the French window, staring at nothing, Naomi was immersed in her thoughts. Mrs Lavigne came near her daughter, she observed that since Naomi met Amaro, she was always pensive."Is there a problem?" Mrs Lavigne affectionately patted her daughter's arm who was obviously troubled.Naomi snapped back from her deep thoughts. Her heart is troubled that her marriage with Charles will be three months from now. She tried to make her heart still, reminding herself that she and Charles were so deeply in love and they have Avril. However, no matter how she injects that idea in her mind and heart, it seems that they wouldn't cooperate with her. They screamed Amaro's name. And to make things harder for her, each time she looks at Avril, she reminds her of Amaro."Nothing mom, it's really nothing,
Amaro cancelled his meeting after he learned from Mr Lavigne that Naomi was rushed to the hospital the day they left the countryside villa.Walking in large strides Amaro reached Naomi's hospital suite. At once, he entered the suite when he heard someone say to him to come in after he knocked on the door.Amaro was rooted to his spot when he saw Charles seated on the bed next to Naomi with a toddler on her lap.“Your Highness,” said Naomi, smiling at Amaro.Amaro approached the bed and stared carefully at the child in Naomi's lap. She looked like Naomi and she had blue eyes like his.“Whose child is she?” Amaro said as he held the child’s tiny hand.
That night, it seems that sleep evaded Naomi, she tossed and turned in her bed. Amaro’s blue eyes made her awake the whole night. She had an impression that Amaro is part of her life and that he holds a special place in her heart. She wants the touch that warmed her heart that seems to be lacking in her relationship with Charles. She can’t find fault with Charles, he is such a lovely gentleman and loves her so much. It’s just that her heart and body wouldn’t respond to him. However, she couldn’t solve the puzzle when she thought about Charles. According to their story she went missing for a month and returned after a month with amnesia. Did she meet Amaro at those times she went missing? Naomi had a strong feeling that she and Amaro had a deep connection and how can they have a deep connection w