Chapter 31

Since five in the morning, Rakia had been feeling extremely nervous. It started when she was getting made up until now. As her body was dressed in the wedding gown, she became even more nervous. Today, in a few hours, she would officially become Dashtan Al Ghani's mistress until the deadline they had agreed upon. Rakia sighed nervously; she had finished her makeup a few hours ago and was waiting for the marriage vow to be completed. She would join Dashtan in the reception hall with the guests to show off this marriage contract. She sat dumbfounded in a small backless chair in front of the dressing table; since the wedding was in a star hotel, she was in a luxurious suite that Dashtan had specially booked as a bridal suite. Rakia looked at the decorations of this room, which were pretty beautiful and elegant. Still, when she looked at the bed, she immediately discarded all thoughts of doing something in bed with Dashtan, who would officially become her husband in a few hours.

"Oh, God!