"No, you can't go to work today." Amaro said in an authoritative tone. "I had taken enough rest, I haven't gone to work for three days now and I am getting bored." Kashmir was pouting her lips like a child and tugging on Amaro's hand. "Please let me go to the company with you" Amaro pinched Kashmir's chin gently and lifted her head to see her big brown eyes that he loves to look at. "Why do you want to go with me?" Kashmir's big brown eyes lit up, she felt that she won him over. "It's because I miss you, I want to see you always" What she said is true, the three days that Amaro leaves for work waiting for him to come home seems eternity for her. "Alright, I'll work here. I will just ask Kelvin to bring those documents that I have to sign." Amaro also wanted to
"You're in your 8 weeks now" the doctor said while looking at her record. "Your baby is about 1.27 cm, as big as a raspberry now." The doctor looked at Kashmir and then looked back at her medical record. "You are a little bit underweight Mrs. Khan. You have to eat three meals daily." The doctor advised. "I am eating three meals daily, but I keep throwing up at random times." Kashmir said and the doctor smiled. Being exceedingly worried about Kashmir puking at random times, Amaro asked the doctor, "Doctor, are there effective methods to reduce the nausea?" The doctor could hear anxiety in Amaro's tone. "Morning sickness can be extremely draining," the doctor sympathetically said. "My receptionist will give you a booklet later, and one topic discussed in that booklet is effective natural remedies to reduce nausea. I'll also prescribe you a safe antiemetic, take it only if natural remedies don't work to lessen the symptoms and the nausea." After the prenatal check up ended, the docto
Kelvin walked towards Amaro when he saw him come out from the elevator.He bowed his head and said "Good morning, Your Highness.""Good morning, Kelvin" Amaro greeted him back with a smile."Your Highness, I just want to remind you of your meeting at 11 this morning." Kelvin said."Yes, thank you for reminding me." he said and walked towards his office.Kelvin followed him, "By the way Your Highness. there's a small package for you. It was delivered this morning, I placed it on your desk." Kelvin informed him.Amaro halted and looked at Kelvin, his brows knitted. He didn't expect any parcel to be delivered to him. "Who sent it?" Amaro asked.
The sunrays that came through the half - open curtain has awakened Kashmir from sleep. She touched Amaro's side of the bed and it was already cold, he already left early again. For the entire week Amaro went to work early in the morning while Kashmir was still sleeping and came late at night when she was already sleeping. Kashmir took his pillow and sniffed Amaro's lingering scent, she couldn't hold herself back and she burst into tears. She missed him so much and she was in agony, for he became cold towards her. She wants to have a pity party today but she remembered her doctor said that emotional stress wasn't good for her baby and for that reason she got up from the bed. She took a bath and dressed up then went to the garden to eat. Later she strolled in the
She hugged her body seeing how cold her husband was to her. She held back herself from crying knowing that there were servants around. After the pain subsided, she slowly walked into the palace. After a tiring day at the company, Amaro and Ishmael met at a bar. Ishmael is the only person he could tell what’s going on between him and Kashmir. "Buddy, why don't you talk to Kashmir about it. You have to hear her side of the story." Ishmael said while they were drinking at the bar. Ishmael was afraid that Amaro would make drastic decisions that would harm his relationship with his wife. He didn't believe that Kashmir would betray his friend. Amaro lifted his glass to his mouth and drank his wine in one go, after that he answered Ishmael.
Kashmir's body turned cold and her face turned as white as a sheet. But she immediately recovered, "Oh my, the hormones of a pregnant woman. I forgot that he's gone to the US."She slapped her forehead and turned around. She pretended that she forgot it so as not to arouse suspicion of them having a marital problem.She didn't look at Omar again and quickly walked into the palace. She held herself back from crying.Kashmir opened her MacBook and message Joyce the moment she came into their room. She needs someone to talk to. She can't talk to her parents or sister, for she was protecting Amaro's image and she didn't want them to worry."Omar, take me to Joyce's place." Kashmir board in the car. In 25 minutes the car halted in front of Joyce's apartment.
In 15 minutes' travel, Joyce and Kashmir arrived at the restaurant. A restaurant receptionist directed them to the table. "Thank you" Kashmir said to the receptionist. "You are welcome ma'am" said the receptionist, she smiled at Kashmir and left. Both Kashmir and Joyce sat, then a waiter came near them and gave the menu to them. He stood there to wait for their order. "We are waiting for our friends to arrive, we will just call you when they are here." Joyce said to the waiter. "Alright, ma'am" the waiter bowed and left them. 5 minutes later, Fatima and Maryam arrived at the restaurant. They looked around to see where Joyce and Kashmir were seated. Their faces lit up when th
Amaro's private jet landed safely at 3 pm in O'Hare International Airport in Chicago. In a few minutes he disembarked from the private jet. He put on his sunglasses, it accentuated his chiseled jaw and perfect straight nose and thin red lips, his handsome look could turn heads. "It's good to see you back sir." Amaro’s right hand man said. "Thanks Mark." Amaro gave him a smile but his smile didn't reach his eyes which Mark didn't see because of Amaro's sunglasses. They headed straight to the company, as Amaro walked into the company all heads turned to him, man and woman alike. Men were surprised to see their CEO again after more than a year of absence, conversely majority of the women were titillated to see their handsome CEO. He didn't bother to pay attention to the
"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