The next day, Kashmir was awakened when her phone rang, she set the alarm at 6 a.m. She opened her eyes and sat up at the edge of her bed. She yawned and stretched out and then went to the bathroom to make herself ready for work.
40 minutes later, she left her chamber and went to Amaro's chamber. She knocked and heard Amaro's voice.
"Come in" Amaro called in his baritone voice.
She opened the door and walked into the room. Amaro is standing near the floor to ceiling window.
"Good morning, Your High...." she did not finish her greeting when Amaro suddenly pulled her close to him, one hand holding her lower back while his other hand holding her chin.
"Uhhm... Good morning Amaro" she said and Amaro released her. She quickly stepped backward to put a distance between them. Her heart was pounding and her face was red as a ripe tomato.
"Good morning, Kashmir" he said in a soothing voice.
"How may I help you Amaro?" she said regaining her composure.
"Help me with this" showing the necktie he's holding.
Her eyes nearly popped out of her head and spoke. "I don't know how to do that. I never wore a necktie nor did I tie a tie on others."
"You need to learn to do it because this is one of your duties as my PA." he said, giving her the tie.
'Am I his valet, that I must do it' she thought.
"Alright then, give me 10 minutes, I have to watch a tutorial on how to tie a tie." She did not complain further.
"You don't have to, I will teach you how to do it." Amaro, intently looking at Kashmir’s flushed face.
He put the tie on his neck and showed her how to do it.
"Now, you do it" he ordered
She moved near him and started to tie the tie but she couldn't do it correctly and she tried again but failed. Amaro's Adam's apple bobbing while looking at her beautiful face. He held her hand and helped her to do it correctly.
"Try to do it again," he said, he is savouring the moment.
Kashmir’s sweet scent wafted to Amaro’s nostrils.
"There, it is done" she sighed, wiping the beads of sweat on her head.
"Please check if it is fine," she added.
"Not bad for a first timer." He said with a smile.
'She is so cute with her flushed face,' he thought.
"Let's have breakfast" he put his hand on the small of her back and guided her.
They had breakfast at a gazebo that is in the middle of the garden. The garden is exquisite. She was mesmerized to see the beautiful flowers in the garden and trees. She breathed in the fresh air and closed her eyes.
Amaro observed that she liked the garden, he smiled seeing the way she reacts seeing the garden. He is glad to make her happy.
"Do you like the garden?" he said while pulling the chair for her.
"Liked it much" Kashmir she smiled and sat.
"Amaro, can you please give me my job description as your personal assistant?" she requested.
She doesn't want another surprise from him, she was startled when he ordered her to tie his tie. She didn't complain because it was her first day and he has been treating her well, moreover, what he asked is not too much.
"Yes, I am going to give you a copy but it's in my office." he said.
"Will I be having a day off?" she asked him.
"Sunday will be your day off." he informed her
"Since Sunday will be my day off, can I stay with Joyce beginning Saturday night to Sunday and I will be back here Monday morning. I want to spend time with her." she asked permission.
"Why do you ask for my permission? It's your day off." his curious why she's asking permission from him.
"I am living in your palace and as respect to you, I must seek permission from you." she said.
"Well, you can stay with her. But you have to be back Sunday night so you won't be late for work." he said.
"Thank you Amaro" she is overjoyed.
"Alright then, we have to go." he said standing up and started to walk.
Kashmir stood up and followed him. But he motioned one of the guards to come to him.
"Lead Ms. Kashmir to the limousine, she might get lost on her way there." he instructed the guard.
"Go with him, I forgot something. See you in a while." he said to her.
She followed the guard leading the way. 'Truly, I will get lost in this massive palace' she muttered while walking.
After a while, they arrived where the limo was parked. The chauffeur opened the door for her.
"Good morning Ms. Kashmir '' the chauffeur greeted.
"Good morning. May I know your name sir." she said, smiling at him.
"I am Omar," he said, smiling.
"Thank you for opening the door for me Omar. His Highness forgot something, he will be here anytime soon." she said to the chauffeur.
She sat at the limousine wondering what the prince forgot and why he didn't ask her or someone to pick it for him whatever he forgot. While deeply absorbed in thought, the prince climbed into the car.
"Is there something that's bothering you?" he asked when he noticed that she was thinking deeply.
"You're here." she said
"Yes and you did not notice it. Something is bothering you?" he said
"Oh, it's nothing"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes"
"Oh really? Why did you zone out?” He raised an eyebrow.
"It's nothing, it's just I was puzzled why didn't you ask me to get what you forgot since I am your PA. I am just confused, you asked me to tie your necktie but you haven't asked me to get the thing you forgot."
"Oh, that's what you're worrying about." he smiled.
"I am not worrying, I am just curious." she said.
"I didn't ask you because it's me that should be doing it." he smirked. He went to put three red roses on Kashmir's bed.
"Ok" she said and looked at the window.
They were silent after that, she looked outside while Amaro took out his iPhone and read emails.
“Your Highness, we are at the company building now.” Omar informed.
Amaro alighted from the car and extended his hand to help Kashmir get off the car.
They entered a private elevator, she wanted to tell him not to do that gesture of helping her out of the car but controlled herself because of the two body guards.
The elevator opened and the bodyguards came out first and stood at both sides of the elevator front. Amaro stepped out and Kashmir followed close behind.
They entered his office, as she had expected, his office screams luxury just like his chamber and hers. She looked around and saw two desks.
"You might be wondering why there are two desks in my office. This one will be yours and the other one is mine." he explained. He perceived her puzzled reaction.
"Are you serious Amaro?" She calls him by his first name because she doesn't want him to do the thing he did a while ago.
"I want you near, because anytime I will be needing your assistance." Amaro answered.
Well, the truth is if she isn't his personal assistant he wouldn't share his office. But since she is special to him, he wants to be near her.
He went to his table and sat at his swivel chair. He opened his MacBook and started working.
Kashmir, sat on her swivel chair and opened the file that is on the top of her table. She read her job description. The items in her job description is somewhat the typical job description for a personal assistant but there are several things that have been added which are according to the personal preference of her employer.
She remembered her last employer, her contract was terminated because of personal issues; she prayed to God that this time there will be no hurdle. She couldn't afford to lose her job again, there are many people depending on her.
She opened the MacBook that was on her desk and busied herself with her tasks.
Unbeknownst to Kashmir, Amaro took photos of her in his iPhone. Dozens of photos were captured including her face frowning, one eyebrow up, smirking face and other cute positions of hers. Amaro did enjoy it.
Kashmir looked at the time on her iphone and it's nearly lunchtime. Kashmir got up from her seat and walked towards Amaro's desk.
"Amaro, what would you like to eat? And I will buy it for you" she said."No need to buy food, I don't feel like eating here in my office. Let's go out for lunch. I want you to try local foods here in Dubai. I know a place that isn't luxurious but they serve exceptionally delicious food and the place is hygienic too." He knew that she is somewhat apprehensive to dine in a luxury restaurant."If that is what you want, then so be it." she said to him nonchalantly.She did not show her excitement, she really wanted to try the local food in Dubai. She wanted to have a taste of their food yesterday, but unfortunately, Amaro has brought her to an Italian restaurant for lunch and to a French restaurant at night and today's breakfast was American breakfast. Finally, she will eat Dubai's local food.
When Kashmir entered Amaro's room, he asked her to shave off his stubbles. She applied shaving foam over his face and started shaving off his stubbles. Amaro could smell Kashmir's scent.'She smells divine' he thought.He took advantage of their proximity so his eyes could feast on her big brown eyes, beautiful nose and alluring lips. He wanted to kiss her but he controlled himself because he didn't want to frighten her.He wanted to profess his love for her but wisdom says that it is not wise to profess love to a lady you had only spent a few days with because it will be hard for her to believe him. He is going to wait for the perfect timing. Anyway, he is a very patient man."Done" Kashmir's sweet voice snappe
Joyce and Ishmael looked at each other and smiled at the interaction they witnessed, the two lovey dovey were a sight to see. Joyce thought that they were cute. Ishmael is happy to see his friend open his heart again, giving love another chance. Considering what happened in the past; Amaro was badly hurt and it's a miracle that despite his wound he had love again.The four of them talked a lot. Their conversations were centered on knowing about their country, culture and traditions. They also exchange some information about themselves. After a while, they said their goodbyes and went to their offices.In the car, Kashmir mentioned about the charity ball he has to attend."Amaro, you are going to attend a ball this Saturday." she said.
"Amaro, you told me that I can sleep over at Joyce's place. After the ball, I will go to Joyce's place." Kashmir spoke.Amaro did not respond."Promise me Amaro" she spoke again.Amaro nodded.Today is Saturday and they are working at Amaro's office at home. They were working on some documents for his company in the US. They had a video conference from morning until 2 o' clock in the afternoon.They have also prepared some documents for the project they are working on. After they finished working on the documents, Amaro told Kashmir to get some rest. He knew how exhausted she was, but did not complain though.Kashmir went to her room, laid on her bed and fell asleep. She dre
Kashmir was stunned as she looked at who caught her from falling and saw Amaro. "Hey, what happened to you?" Amaro asked worriedly. "I sprained my ankle" she winced in pain. He carried her in his arms and walked to the car. Omar immediately opened the passenger door. Kashmir tried to move out from Amaro’s lap but he refused to let go of her. "No, you might hurt even more." Amaro spoke and held her waist. "Let's go home," he instructed Omar. "But I have to go to Joyce's place, remember" Kashmir protested. "With your condition, I can't let you stay there," Amaro said, while shaking his head.
Looking at Kashmir's innocent face, Amaro slowly removed Kashmir’s arm from his waist and untangled their legs. He went to his room and took a bath. He donned his casual clothes and headed back to Kashmir’s room. "Good morning sleepy head it's about time you woke up" Amaro's baritone voice rang that awakened Kashmir from her dream. Kashmir dreamed about Amir again, those blue eyes that are like the ocean that drowns her. She opened her eyes and saw Amaro seated at her bedside. He was smiling at her and his eyes looked somewhat familiar. "Good morning" she said, covering her mouth with her palm because she doesn't want Amaro to smell her breath in the morning. "Why are you covering your mouth while speaking to me?" Amaro asked her with a teasing tone.
Kashmir no longer argued with him. She just bowed her head and stared at her hand. She remained in that position until her phone rang. "Don't move. I'll take the phone to you" Amaro ordered He got up, strode, took the phone on the nightstand and strode back to Kashmir. "Thank you" she said Kashmir answered the phone, "Hello, who is this?" she frowned upon knowing who the caller was. "Yes, it's Kashmir speaking" she said "How may I help you Mr. Smith?" she rolled her eyes. Instantaneously, Amaro got agitated hearing the name 'Mr. Smith' but was replaced by pleasure later on because of Kashmir's cold attitude toward Mr. Smith.&nbs
One night while Kashmir and Amaro were having dinner in their favorite restaurant, Kashmir's phone rang, she ignored it because Amaro and her were talking about work. She doesn't want to interrupt Amaro who was discussing important things about the new company that wants to collaborate with them. Kashmir’s phone kept on ringing, she was embarrassed and annoyed at the same time because of the persistent ringing of her phone. Finally, she decided to power off her phone. She smiled sheepishly and said, "Excuse me. I'll have to power off my phone, it's interrupting us." "I think it's an important call, why don't you answer it first and we can continue later" he said thinking that the call is important that's why the caller is persistent. She opened her bag, fished out her phone and saw who was calling. Her heart sudd
"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