Aisha MurabakJoseph got up from the bed we were on and tap-danced. I was at a loss to understand all those movements."Girl, you slept with that wonderful man, I can't believe it," he put his hand on his forehead and faked a faint falling into the armchair in the bedroom. "Now you're going to have to tell us all the details, don't go doing like Diana who didn't say much," he looked at Diana and rolled his eyes at her who let out a dull smile."I will tell you, Jose. Like I said, Hassan messed with me in such a way, it was as if he commanded my body.""I know well what that's like, even though I don't want to, knowing I'm going to get screwed, Aslan has me so easily.""I wanted to stop and say no, I knew that would end my life and that it would have consequences, but I let myself be taken by him. Hassan's kisses made me feel alive, a feeling I had never felt before. His eyes, which before brought me fear or anger, this time lit by the yellow flame of the fire, were pure desire, and I'
Diana RodriguesPoor Aisha, we can't believe she was forced to marry that man. It was past midnight and Aslan still had not returned to his room, I only received a note from him apologizing because he could not come to dinner with me. Joseph had stayed with me all day and after much discussion went to his room because I was already feeling well.After a brief nap, I awoke to the rocking of the mattress that sank when Aslan sat up. His hand was on his face, he was haggard and looked very tired."How is Aisha?""Sad," he lowered his eyes "And knowing that all this is happening is my fault.""It's not your fault," little did he know that Aisha and Hassan already had a history."I ended my sister's life, Dad is undeterred and I can't do anything about it. If I asked Bern to marry me, he would still give my sister's hand to that man, I have no authority over her. And that son of a bitch is marrying her tomorrow, I would have no time to do anything. And my father as always said that a man's
Aslan MurabakDiana Rodrigues seemed to know what I really needed, I was miserable, it was as if she could see me from the inside. The sex, not the one I like, that takes our breath away, was done slowly, it was a necessity for me, to feel that she was by my side, and that she was simply there, for me. The connection between us startled me.Diana fell asleep and I left her in bed, she was exhausted and I couldn't close my eyes. It was my fault Aisha was going to marry a man she doesn't love, and I promised I would help her, but I ended up messing it up. I sent a message to her who soon replied me, she was also not able to sleep.I proceeded to Aisha's room, and the hug between the two of us was inevitable, she was being kept locked up, two men were at her door, Hassan's men and not my guards. They didn't want to let me in, but I was the fucking Sheik and the palace was mine, either they would let me in or I would put them off my land."I came here to ask your forgiveness, Aisha," I wa
Aslan MurabakSeeing my sister leaving the palace with that man heading for Aresk made me angry. Her now husband, demanded that the three of them go to his house, he said he had too much to do in his country, and he couldn't stay for the festivities my mother had prepared. Even though everyone involved asked her not to do anything like that, but Mama is very stubborn and no one can hold her back. Now we are having several unknown people going around the palace and talking about my sister and the son she and Hassan had in the past."I didn't want to get involved with Aisha, I did everything to not even see her, but before long I realised that John was in love with her. I couldn't let the two of them get involved, I started following them. And then I saw that she was starting to respond. So I saved her and in the first instant I fell in love with her. Too cliché for a man like me. When she disappeared, I was lost that direction, I just wanted to bring her back into my life.""You treate
Diana RodriguesAslan's reaction when he saw me greeting John was extremely chauvinistic. I'm not sure if I'm just not used to how men here treat their wives. Maybe I can't live like this. I could tell when he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me out of the hall.It left me fearful. Would I live like this, or was it just a burst of anger he was having? I hope it's the latter and that it won't happen again. I went to the office with him, and there he asked me about Aisha's story. But his words hurt me even more, especially when he mentioned that he had bought me and that I owed him loyalty. It was a burst of my anger.My hand went straight to his face. I wouldn't accept him doing that to me again. I ran out of there after slapping him and didn't know at what point I thought my life could be different. It was just an illusion. Stubborn tears insisted on falling from my eyes as I sneaked through the palace corridors.Maybe I didn't even know where I was going; I just wanted to reach my ro
Diana RodriguesAslan's kiss tasted like whisky; it was clear he had been drinking more than usual. His hands were holding my face, one on each side. The way he held me was extremely possessive, as if he was afraid I would evaporate along with the hot water that surrounded us.Meanwhile, my hands were on his chest, feeling the warm skin of the man in front of me, making me gasp with every kiss he gave me. It felt so good to explore his body, to feel his excitement, his hardened member. My thumb circled the tip and slid over the delicate skin as he moaned with pleasure. Faster movements made him kiss me with more ardor.He grabbed my buttocks and lifted me, concentrating our desire in a thrust that made me moan and release a throaty scream of pleasure. The warm water that bathed us moved and wet the Carrara marble floor of the bathroom. The latent desire with each movement, making me enter a cloud of desire as his fingers circled my pleasure point. I couldn't stop; I wanted him to have
Diana RodriguesWhen my eyes met the person standing at that door, I became completely speechless. I know I should have been more convincing, and I was angry with myself for not having any reaction."I didn't think it would be you opening the door," she entered the room."Where did you think I would be?""In some other room, of course, or did Aslan move out?""He's taking a shower, and what do you want here?""I came to..." she paused and gave a mocking smile, furrowing her brows, "He didn't tell you? About the ball?" Now she was crossing the line, I was nervous, and I knew nothing about any damn ball. "Your husband didn't tell you anything about the ball we were invited to, the Spanish King's birthday ball? Maybe he doesn't want you to go, that's why he didn't tell you.""Berna, I think it's best if you leave.""Let me tell you, Diana, you don't belong in this world. Look at you, an ordinary and dull woman. We all know your marriage is a sham, that Aslan is avoiding me," she whispere
Diana RodriguesAslan's hand grasps my neck and squeezes gently, squeezing my legs. The towel that was around his waist has long since fallen to the floor. The kisses on my back and the cold stone when Aslan leans me over the balcony ledge make me shiver.He now wants to concentrate on the pieces of clothing that remain on my body. He places a hand on either side of my pants and pulls them down, removing the fabric that was clinging to my skin. Spreading my legs apart, he makes circular movements with his fingers on my pleasure point. The sounds come out of my mouth involuntarily.I leaned back on the cold stone and the shivers became more intense. Aslan was a perfect lover, every caress made me crazier for him, the sex was hot and pleasurable. He positions himself behind me and spreads my legs a little, putting the last piece of fabric aside to make way. I feel when he's inside me, the strong movements and the hands that run along my body driving me crazy with desire. We're on the top