Aslan MurabakI kissed Diana before leaving the room. Even I hadn't understood what happened between the two of us, maybe I'm going crazy, I promised myself I would stay miles away from her. And in the end I'm here curling up with her in the bathroom of my plane. Ever since that day at the club she's been messing with me in a way that no other woman has, it's like I need her, the warmth of her body and touching her skin and having her all to myself.I go to the other bathroom I have on the plane and look at myself in the mirror, my hair is all messed up my clothes are out of place and I smell like sex. I really wanted to take a shower before I went to face my sister, but I know that right now she must be freaking out, I think my sister had never seen this, a man and a woman with so much intimacy, I put my hands on the bathroom countertop and shake my head, this shouldn't have come from me, I'm HER keeper. And in the end my sister ends up seeing me in an awkward situation. I have to f
Bern was my first love. And today I know what hate is because of her. Our first kiss was unforgettable. When we were still teenagers, she found me in one of the palace gardens, she called me for a walk. She was the most beautiful and delicate girl that had ever happened, I went running like a puppy. We walked there, until she started running encouraging me to go after her, but the girl tripped and fell, she hurt her foot and I went running after her as soon as I saw her fallen, I picked her up and carried her and she held my neck and kissed me. We were twelve years old, I was very embarrassed, I didn't know how to act or what to do, whether to put my tongue inside her mouth, but she guided me perfectly, it was a quick kiss, because if someone caught us there I would have to marry her, honour in our country is something very serious. I took her inside the palace on my lap and she said that it was one of the happiest days of her life and that she dreamed of it. I left her on the sofa in
Aslan MurabakOur holidays were with our families, each one in his own country. Our relationship was no longer the same. I had more commitments than before and didn't have much time to stay behind her. The calls, which were frequent, started to be my calls only. If I called, she answered, and if I didn't call, we didn't speak. I understood that she was with her friends and wanted to enjoy her holidays. I was taking second or third place in her life, and that made me sad. My princess, who had all the time in the world for me, now always had something to do or someone to visit.My parents, with each passing day, were arranging more commitments for me, and I spent all my holidays in meetings, closing deals and making diplomatic trips. The life of a sheik is not as simple as people think. We have a lot of commitments and practically no life. That's how the royal family works. Another very important detail is to never get involved in trouble. A personal assistant is like a shadow behind yo
Aslan MurabakWe were together for a while, and Bern continued to ignore me. I decided to let her live her life and stay out of it. Seeing Bern hurt me, so I decided not to look for her anymore. I rarely went to their bedroom door, only when it was extremely necessary or when Tiffany asked me to. Once, after we had studied and had a hot night, Tiffany forgot a book in my room and asked me to bring it there, because I woke up late and was going to class later. Tiffany had told me that Bern was not at home either, and since they left the door open - which I thought was dangerous - I opened the door very carefully so as not to draw the neighbours' attention. However, as I entered the flat, I heard noises coming from Berna's room."B-Berna, I want to have sex with you. You know how much we both complete each other," the man said, as my hand closed into a fist.I felt a wave of hatred take over me. I wished I could blow that idiot's face off. I looked into the mirror of Bern's room and cou
Diana RodriguesI was without reaction. I realized how my appearance had deteriorated. I looked in the mirror and my hair looked awful. The elegant woman I had become had disappeared. I tried to fix myself up again, but without Joseph, it was a failed attempt. I am terrible at make-up and hair, so I don't even want to think about what my husband's parents will think of me. At least here I have to wear the veil, which will hide my hair.Speaking of the veil, I wonder if I will adapt to these customs here. I know that women who practice the religion must wear clothes that do not show the body and cover their hair with scarves. I researched a little about this and discovered that in Kudsi, the country where I am, the restrictions are not as strict as in other places nearby, but I will still have to adapt to many things.I took my shoes and came out of the bathroom, sitting on the big comfortable bed in the room. I stared at my feet for a long time. It would only be two years, but how cou
Diana Rodrigues The plane was landing and my heart was pounding. Something I realized was that employees are employees, and bosses are bosses. I was very upset that José was together with Aslan's employees. I have a contract, and I have to fulfil it, that's what I kept repeating.I was one of the last to get off the plane. In fact, I even thought that Aslan had forgotten me inside. I take a deep breath and get out of the plane. The first thing that strikes me is the view of the place, but when I look downstairs, several cars and men are waiting for Aslan. And I ask myself: why all this security? Could it be that it's so dangerous here?"Girlfriend, where is your scarf?" José is waiting for me."I forgot it inside the plane.""I'll get it for you." He quickly climbed the stairs of the plane."Where is your hijab, Diana?" Aslan asks me angrily."I forgot it.""Never forget it, you know you can't show your hair," Aslan said angrily."I'm sorry. How am I going to live here?" The question
Aslan MurabakI knew things were going to be difficult, but I didn't imagine how difficult. Right now, my wife who I loved so much and her father are at my father's house, waiting for me. My phone rang as soon as I got into the car.'We need to talk, Aslan Murabak, you as a head of state only embarrass your people."What are you talking about my father?", I wondered what it was."You will know when you get to the palace.""I'm not going to the palace, I'm going to my house, we'll talk tomorrow.""No," he was very direct. "I want you here and now, we have to talk about some things. I heard you left the airport. I'm waiting for you," and then he hung up the phone.My father and I are very similar, when we want something, we are direct. As a head of state we have to be like that and decide what is going to be done quickly and intelligently. I called one of my allies at the palace, who informed me that Faruk and Berna had been staying at the palace for a few days and were probably already
Diana RodriguesI was in a palace when, in my life, I could imagine living this. Everything glittered; gold took over the decoration of every part of the place. And I kept wondering how rich Aslan and his family were. Would I be able to adapt to being among these people? And who were they?I went into a room with the women. Unlike my culture, where we mix, here it is customary to have this separation. The men were in another room, discussing someone's future, while the women were in a different place, drinking tea, looking at each other's faces and talking about the future of their children.Aisha had warned me not to accept the tea, just pretend I'm drinking it, because here they have a custom of putting something in the tea of those they don't like or who they think might cause some problem for them. I didn't like that part, but what can I do? I am just an actress, playing the role of a wife. I sat down on the sofa where Aisha pointed, she sat next to me, and I watched Aslan's mothe
Aslan MurabakI run desperately through the corridors of the palace, my mind filled with worry for Diana. My parents are already safe in the safe house, thanks to Said, my trusted man, who took them there. Now, my only goal is to find Diana and ensure her safety.As I climb the stairs, I see the damage caused by the fighting with the rebels trying to take over the palace. Broken glass and debris scattered everywhere show the violence that is ravaging the place. The state-of-the-art security we relied on seems ineffective against the relentless onslaught of the invaders.When I meet Said in the corridor, his tense face reveals the concern we share. He looks me in the eye and says."Aslan, I found Diana, and I took her to the safe house, but before she could go in, someone hit me and I fell unconscious and she wasn't there anymore.""We have to find my wife, Said. My son in her belly could harm us both."We advanced cautiously through the dark corridors, surprised by three men who inter
Diana Rodrigues"I thought it would be harder to catch you.""I knew you were behind all this, Aly.""Only my idiot cousin didn't realize it. And he left his princess and the bastard alone. I thought I'd have a harder time killing you.""You're a madman," I shout at him and try to hit him, but he holds me back."Stop it, girl," he grabs my arm and tries to pull me out of the room, but I don't let him and he pulls a gun out of his waistband "I think now you'll understand what I'm talking about, I really want to kill you, not now" I then stop trying to get away from him "I want to put on a show for my cousin, but if you don't obey me I'm going to finish you off right now, you understand," his gun pressed against my neck.As I walked through the palace, my heart was beating fast in my chest. I knew that Aly had no limits and would do anything to seize power. It was dangerous to be near him, but I needed to know what he was planning.I spotted some rebels bowing to Aly as he passed them.
Diana RodriguesI sat on the edge of the bed, observing the empty room in which Aslan had left me. The day was strange, the atmosphere seemed heavy, as if the very air was charged with tension. That strange atmosphere hung over the entire palace, enveloping us all in a sense of apprehension.José, my friend and brother, was by my side, trying to calm my restless thoughts. Renata, our recently arrived friend, was also there, offering her support in the midst of this bewildering scenario. My family, my mother and brother were also seeking safety. But as the hours passed, the feeling of dread in my chest only grew.The rebels, those opposed to Aslan's rule, were approaching the palace. Their intentions were unknown, but the rumors circulating around the city were far from reassuring. They were planning to invade our lands, challenging the authority and peace that Aslan had established.As darkness began to engulf the sky, I watched through the bedroom windows. The lights of the fire shon
slan MurabakI took a quick shower and left Diana still in bed. I went down to the office to meet my brother. The matter seemed to be serious, as it has been for the last few weeks. In the hallway, I spotted my cousin Aly entering the room where Berna is staying."What has Aly been doing in Berna's room?"A feeling of curiosity dawned on me, and although I knew it wasn't right, I decided to approach the door and try to hear what they were talking about and why Aly was entering the room.Unfortunately, the voices were too muffled and I couldn't clearly make out the words exchanged between them. It was strange to see my cousin so close to Bern, especially considering that they hadn't had a particularly close relationship before. This sudden closeness left me intrigued and a little worried about Aly's intentions.Realizing that my attempt to eavesdrop on the conversation was proving fruitless, I decided to move away from the door. Perhaps it's best to keep an eye on these two and that's
I woke up next to Diana and immediately felt a wave of happiness invade my being. It was as if I were the richest man in the world, possessing the greatest treasure anyone could wish for: the love of this incredible woman. As my eyes opened to the new day, I realized that the world outside had disappeared. At that moment, there were only the two of us, and all the problems that had previously plagued me had dissipated. Diana smiled when she realized I was awake. Her eyes shone with a mixture of tenderness and love. "Good morning, my love," she said softly, and her tone of voice was music to my ears. I hugged her affectionately, feeling the warmth of her body next to mine. "Good morning, my princess," I replied, knowing that every word that left my lips was filled with truth and devotion.As we lost ourselves in that intimate and comforting atmosphere, Diana began to tell me about her dreams and desires. She expressed her desire to explore the world together, without fear of the unkn
Aslan MurabakI couldn't believe what Bern was doing. From the start, she had shown herself to be an ambiguous and fickle figure, incapable of inspiring genuine trust. Now, in the midst of the whirlwind of emotions that was sweeping over me, I was absolutely certain that the story of her supposed pregnancy was nothing more than a calculated lie.As I left the hospital, my heart squeezing, my eyes took in the bleak scenery. Kudsi, my country, was in a deplorable state. The rebels had consumed the structures of power, leaving the citizens helpless and hopeless.As I watched the decay around me, a mixture of anguish and determination came over me. I could no longer remain passive in the face of this destruction. The time had come to confront the men who were doing this to my country and bring justice to my people.As soon as I entered the palace, I was enveloped by an atmosphere of joy and celebration. Everyone was happy to see me there, and my heart was filled with gratitude for having
Diana RodriguesI couldn't hold back the tears that fell with such joy when I saw Aslan awake after so many days of uncertainty and worry. The hospital room was filled with a mixture of feelings, from joy to sadness, as the pregnancy was visible in my belly, which was growing every day.When I looked into Aslan's eyes, I immediately realized that something had changed in him. His eyes revealed a mixture of happiness and sadness, his expression was one of bewilderment and emotion. He focused on a point on my body, on my stomach..."Aslan, is it good to see you awake?" I asked, my voice trembling.He smiled tenderly and slowly nodded. The words seemed to escape me at that moment, but a wave of emotion flooded my heart. I couldn't believe he was there, conscious and present."You... you've been awake for how long?" I asked, trying to control my tear-streaked voice."It's only been a few hours," he replied, his voice sounding like a whisper. "I woke up and everything is still confused...
Diana RodriguesI was distraught, desperately waiting to hear from my friend Renata. I had asked Lemi to look for her in Brazil, but so far I hadn't received a single message. Every minute that passed increased my anxiety, and the uncertainty about Renata's fate consumed my thoughts.That morning, while I was impatiently waiting for news, we received word from Aslan's doctor. He reported that Aslan was beginning to wake up from his coma, but was still disoriented. This was to be expected, considering the time he had spent in an unconscious state. My heart filled with gratitude to know that Aslan was recovering, but I also worried about how he would react to me. Whether he would send me away or keep me here because of my son. Aslan is like a hurricane in my life.The lack of news about Renata was driving me to the brink of madness. I just wanted to know if she was safe, if the rescue had been successful. Every second that passed felt like an eternity, and the uncertainty was eating me
Lemi MurabakI walked cautiously through the luxurious corridors of the mansion, my gun in hand and my senses sharp. John followed at my side, his gaze also alert to any sign of danger. Adrenaline coursed through my veins, knowing that Renata's life depended on us.Suddenly, I heard a noise coming from one of the rooms. I signaled John to stay alert and we sneaked closer, trying not to make any sound that might alert the men who were keeping us there. With my muscles tense and my heart racing, I entered the room.The moment I opened the door, I was quickly attacked by a robust, well-trained man. With my reflexes sharp, I managed to dodge his punch and counterattack with a sharp kick to his leg. The guy fell to the ground, groggy, but soon got back on his feet and came at me again.I exchanged quick blows with him, using precise and efficient movements, trying to incapacitate him without killing him. Meanwhile, John was engaged in an intense fight with another man in the next room.The