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.
"Kashmir, girl. You are living like a princess now. How does it feel?" Queenie was curious how it felt to live in a palace with many servants serving and living a luxurious life. "Well, I didn't feel different. I mean, I don't feel like I am above other people. I may be marrying a prince but that doesn't change the fact that I am a commoner from a not wealthy family. But I am grateful to my in-laws who treat me as their own daughter." She said as she looked at her toe nails. "That's right, you should stay humble and never forget where you came from." Joyce said as she hugged her knees and leaned her chin on it. "By the way, I haven't seen the prince since we arrived." Samantha asked. "He said that he will let me spend time with you girls." She is happy that Amaro is
"Kashmir, girl. We have to do your makeup now." Fatima said to Kashmir as she finished setting up her makeup kit at a table beside the vanity mirror. Kashmir sat at the stool and Fatima began to do her makeup. "Girl, I am going to make you the most beautiful bride of the century," Fatima giggled. Kashmir chuckled at Fatima's words. After an hour Fatima was done with Kashmir's makeup and hairstyle. "Girl, the prince certainly will not take his eyes off you." Fatima was pleased at the outcome. Kashmir's make up was light as always, she didn't want her face covered with thick and heavy makeup and her hair style was long, loose waves with a tiara. The maidservants helped Kashmir don her wedding gown. "Kashmir, you really loo
After the wedding celebration, Amaro and Kashmir left for the airport. They boarded the plane an hour after the wedding celebration. Kashmir went to bed as she felt exhausted. As she laid down the bed she felt Amaro pulled her towards him. He let her head lean against his chest. He took Kashmir's arm to wrap around his torso. "Goodnight love." He kissed her forehead and closed his eyes. He thought making love to her now is a bad idea as she is already exhausted. In no time both of them are dead to the world. They woke up 30 minutes just before they landed. They checked in at a five star hotel in Zurich. When they were in their suite Kashmir looked at the clock in the suite, it's 2 am. Since she still felt sleepy she went to the bed and slept, Amaro could not do anything but join her and both of them slept until 6 in the morning.
They left for Santorini, Greece, after spending a day in Athens. Amaro booked a villa for them. At sunset, Kashmir wanted to swim. She wore her bikini, donned a robe and walked towards the private balcony where the pool is situated. Amaro was at the sun lounger looking at his MacBook. He didn’t notice Kashmir drawing near the other sun lounger as he was reading an important email. Kashmir took her robe off and went near the edge of the pool and dive. Amaro looked at the pool as soon as he heard the splashing of water. He saw Kashmir swimming in her ravishing bikini. He looked at the email to continue reading it but he couldn't understand what he was reading because his attention now is on his wife. He tried to reread the email but it was in vain because he really can't concentrate. Hence, he closed
Kashmir is sitting on a stool in front of a vanity mirror, she looked at herself and then took the pair of earrings and wore it, then she took the necklace. "Do you need my help, wife?" Amaro walked towards her. Kashmir gave him the necklace, then Amaro put it on her neck. After that, Amaro planted a light kiss on her neck. Kashmir stiffened as she felt that feeling again. She really wants them to go back to Dubai so she could seek help from physicians or psychiatrists maybe. They have been in Paris for two weeks now. They have the cycle of being sweet and warm then cold; Kashmir saw that pattern in their relationship. When she refuses Amaro's advances in their intimacy he becomes distant and cold after a couple of days he becomes warm again. Tonight, he's sweet and warm. He had been cold to her for two days and
After the call ended, Kashmir received a text message from Amaro that he won't be back until late at night. Kashmir felt like her heart sank. Her tears began rolling on her cheeks. "You are such a cry baby Kashmir. You do something to get your husband's affection back." She scolded herself as she wiped her cheeks. "I don't want to stay here the whole day, I will be bored. What should I do? I don't have any friends here." Kashmir mumbled. Then, she remembered Alexander and Vanessa, so she took the card Alexander gave and dialled his number. "Hello" Alexander said. "Mr. Alexander, it's Kashmir." said Kashmir. "Oh hi, Kashmir. Vanessa and I are talking about you." h
It was already five in the afternoon when Kashmir bade goodbye to the couple and went back to their suite and carefully thought about her decision. Amaro was in a business meeting so she would be having her dinner alone. She opted to have dinner in the restaurant located on the first floor of the hotel rather than eating in the suite alone. When she was dining her attention was caught by a couple dining and they were acting lovey dovey. Kashmir looked at them wistfully and thought of Amaro. Amaro had always been sweet toward her but it was her who had pushed him away. Even after getting married she evaded his advances and deprived him of his marital rights. She thought that because he loved her so much, he won't get tired of her after not giving what he needs. She was wrong and she wanted to rectify her mistakes before it's too late for her. After setting her bill, Kashmir went back to their suite and prepared the place for their wedding night. It's been long overdue for thre
Kashmir was woken up when she felt Amaro's warm lips on hers. She squinted to look at Amaro. "Good morning, sleeping beauty." he said to her as he nibbled her lower lips. She pushed him away and quickly covered her mouth with the duvet. "Hey, what's wrong?" Amaro chuckled, he was pretending not to know the reason. He knew that she didn't want him to smell her morning breath. Kashmir rolled her eyes "You know that I don't want you to smell my breath when I just woke up in the morning." "There's nothing wrong with your breath when you just woke up," he smiled. "It doesn't smell bad." Amaro said but Kashmir was still covering her mouth. "But, I don't want you kissing my l
"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