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Chapter 100 : All In Vain
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Sold to the Prince of Dubai Chapter 101 : The Devil Wears High Heels
RashidMy first instinct was to pull Lyla behind me, protecting her and our child from the woman standing in the doorway of the clerk's office. Hafsa's chest rose and fell in rapid succession, her face red with anger and an emotion flickering over her face that I'd never seen before: true and utter disgust."What have you done!"It shocked me to see her capable of such human emotions. For so long I considered her as unfeeling as a robot. The schemes and plans she wove to perfection in order to further whatever agenda she secretly had been planning all along. But now I see her for what she truly was. She was simply a woman that had lost the battle she fought so hard to win. Only for something as silly as 'love' to completely shatter the dreams and reality she'd created in her mind. A part of me wanted to laugh at her and shout to the entire room that Lyla and I finally won. We finally beat her at her own game.Strangely enough, though, I felt sor
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LylaHafsa's words haunted me.No matter how many times Rashid—and my friends—reassured me over dinner that night, I couldn't help but let my mind repeat them over and over again. 'Dubai will never accept you or your bastard'.Over and over and over.It was making me dizzy. That night, as Rashid lay next to me with his arms wrapped around my waist and his lips pressing against my neck while he whispered sweet words to me, I lay awake staring at the ceiling. I wished I could forget it all, put those words away and lock them in a box far away from the happy memories that I wanted to focus on instead.I was a married woman now—to the person I'd been wanting for the better part of a year. The man I'd been pining for and whose baby I carried was finally tied to me for the rest of our lives and neither of us could be any happier.So then why was I letting someone else ruin it all for me? I hated thinking that Hafsa was right, that I would ne
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RashidI blocked Lyla with my body, putting an arm up when the flashing bulbs fired off, temporarily blinding me. It was in a strobe affect that instantly nauseated me, the racing patterns across the back of my eyelids hard to focus on as I shielded my face with my hand. Nothing was able to prepare me for the onslaught that bombarded us."Prince Rashid! Prince Rashid! Are you here with your mistress?""Prince Rashid! Does your fiancée know that you're here with your mistress?""Lyla! Did you know he was a prince?""Lyla! How did you and the Prince meet?""Prince Rashid!""Lyla!"Question after question they continued to barrel at us. Behind me, I could hear Lyla whimpering over the chaotic noises of the shutters flashing and people yelling over each other. The entire cacophony was hard to focus on, even if I were trying to actually figure out what any of them were saying.More shouting was heard off to our left and vaguely I heard a
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RashidAnger radiated through me as I stared at the television screen, my and Lyla's names plastered all over it.How the hell Hafsa worked this quickly in getting a story out to all major news outlets was beyond me, especially when there were no public photos of Lyla and me out there.Well… now there would be from the damn paparazzi camped outside of the shop.I sighed and sunk down onto the couch next to Lyla, grabbing her and pulling her into my arms. She was shaking slightly, obviously still coming down from what had happened. I rubbed her back gently, thankful that the longer she cuddled into me, the more her body came down from the shock."What are we going to do?" she whispered. I shook my head. I really had no idea.***I'd turned the TV off after a while and tossed the remote onto the couch next to us, not wanting to listen to the reporters' drone on any longer. Their speculations about our relationship, not to mention the blat
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LylaCheater.Homewrecker.Slut.Affair.All of these words were cycled throughout the media over the next couple of days. News cycle after news cycle, it was never-ending. Rashid did his best to protect me from it all, making sure that whatever channels we flipped through while we relaxed before bed were sitcoms and late-night dramas. He'd even hired a few private guards to stand outside our room all hours of the day, only letting the wait staff from the resort come down and drop off food for us and pick up our dirty plates left outside the door. After a while, I felt trapped in this villa. Of course, the room and the view were incredible. We still had free reign of our little domain and the pool outside, but it was nothing compared to having the freedom of walking around town and sightseeing and trying all of the local food.I was sad that our honeymoon had come to such an abrupt end that by the time there was a car waiting outside our vil
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RashidGetting Lyla into the town car, I shut her door and rubbed my hands over my face. With Hafsa's interview now circulating around social media, there was no question that it would be a media frenzy once they figured out where Lyla's residence was. We couldn't go back there, even if we wanted to. Not if the cameras and news vans were going to camp out in front of the building trying to snap a photo any time one of us tried to leave to get anything.Fuck, we were so screwed.I'd been so wrapped up in whisking Lyla away on an unforgettable honeymoon that I hadn't thought to figure out a plan that would keep us safe once we were back in the States and the news of my engagement with Hafsa was no longer.But this? I didn't expect any of this.Especially that damn interview.Rummaging in my pocket, I grabbed my phone and scrolled through my contacts, tapping on Zayed's name and quickly texting him. 'Have you purchased that summer home yet?'
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LylaOh fuck.No no no no. Of all fucking people to have the paparazzi banging down there down, it just had to be my parents and not my friends who were way more competent in dealing with this shit. "Mom. Don't answer them." I barked out. If they so much as cracked the window open to talk to those media suckers, I was going to completely freak out. Rashid and I were already dealing with enough, we didn't need my parents being stupid on live television to be added to that mix of horror."They keep ringing the doorbell!" My mom whined. "Your father's just about had enough and is ready to go out there and wave his gun at them!"I groaned and slapped a hand over my face. Jesus christ.Great, a gun being waved on national TV for all of the world to see. I'm sure that was going to make a great headline for TMZ whenever they aired the episode to the millions of people who were currently biting their nails following this story. Somewhere on s
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Sold to the Prince of Dubai Chapter 150 : Epilogue
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Sold to the Prince of Dubai Chapter 149 : Turn Around
LylaJavier smiled at me. "I told you that. Remember?"I shook my head at him, trying to move backward but was only met with the hard bodies of the guards surrounding me. In my arms, Nasir began to cry. The sound made my heart ache. It fucking sucks that my newborn child has been put into this situation. It's not fair. "What is going on!" Salama tried to jerk away from the guards surrounding her too. "Javier, what are you doing!"He sighed. "I'm sorry to tell you, but I have to break off our engagement. Don't worry, I won't make it look like you were at fault.""I don't care about that!" she snapped back. "You're not actually taking her back to Spain with you, right?""I am, actually."I shook my head. "I'm not going anywhere with you, Javier. You know that."He frowned at me. "Lyla, we had a deal. I help you get your baby back and you come with me to Spain. You agreed to that.""I got my own baby back! No thanks to you!" I cried, holding m
Sold to the Prince of Dubai Chapter 148 : Trick Of The Eye
RashidI wasn't completely familiar with the palace but I had a general sense of where things were from the copious amount of times my father had gone into great detail about the intricacies of how this palace had been rebuilt after he'd become king.Why my father had been so obsessed with discussing architecture with me was beyond my comprehension at the time, but today I was grateful for it. Thankful even. Maybe I'd send the old bastard a thank you card after this was all said and done.After we'd closed Hafsa inside the nursery, we hurried down the hallway on the opposite side of where we'd come up from the staircase. I remembered there being a door to the outside toward the back of the palace, used for any of the waitstaff that came and went as they needed to.I didn't have any worries getting past them. By the time any of them realized who we were and what we were doing in order to call someone, we'd be long gone in a car to my jet sitting in the hangar w
Sold to the Prince of Dubai Chapter 147 : Ammunition
LylaI instantly wanted to cry.All of my emotions over the past few days that I'd bottled down in favor of trying to remain headstrong were finally coming up to the surface at the mere thought of finally being able to see my child again. Was this it? Was this really it?"Is he…?" Rashid asked from across the room.Before I actually broke down though, I reached over the side of the crib and gently folded my hands under the bundle lying there, lifting him gently until I had him out of the crib and tucked into my chest. He made a small noise as he readjusted himself, pressing his face into my neck and sighing softly against my skin.Oh my god.Finally.My hand came up to curl around the back of his head, my entire body folding around him to protect him from everything. Like I was his own personal human meat shield. My baby. My son.Finally, back in my arms.I rocked him gently, feeling that familiar weight I remembered on my chest
Sold to the Prince of Dubai Chapter 146 : Pointed Remarks
LylaDucking and weaving around corners to remain hidden was more annoying than I thought it would be.With Salama guiding us through the palace, she was constantly grabbing my arm and yanking me into a dark room, the sounds of others passing by or even the remnants of someone moving down a corridor had us both spooked beyond belief.I wasn't sure as to why Salama's parents wanted her back just as badly as they wanted Rashid, but I tried to stop understanding them a long time ago. It was easier to just assume the worst at this point.We wandered around what felt like every single damn hallway we could find. Having no clue as to how we were supposed to get out of here, or where to find Rashid in all of this as well as where Hafsa had run off to. Both of us were slowly growing more frustrated with each hallway we stumbled upon."This place is so horribly mapped," she spat as she dragged me down another corridor. "Who in their right mind would design a palace like
Sold to the Prince of Dubai Chapter 145 : Actions
LylaI had no idea how long I sat there on the floor before I remembered I had my phone still tucked into my jeans pocket.Sometimes past-me really had future-me's back. That was for sure. I had no idea who the hell I was going to call, but I had to try someone.Pulling my phone out, I dialed Melanie first. Her groggy voice answered me only a moment later."Mmm… Lyla?"I gasped into the phone. "They have me locked in a room!""What?" There was rustling on the other end. I sobbed into the phone, my entire body shaking as I spoke. "They locked me in a room! They took Salama away too! Javier's going to take me to Spain with him and I'm never going to get to see my baby again!""Hold on, I can't—hold on." There was a groan on the other end from Zayed before Melanie came back on the phone. "Lyla, where are you?""The palace in Abu Dhabi," I choked out. "They… I don't know, had this plan to give me to Javier to take back to Spain. I don't k
Sold to the Prince of Dubai Chapter 144 : Trapped
LylaI pushed past Salama to get into the room, a gasp leaving me the moment I laid my eyes on the scene in front of me.My heart pounded so wildly in my chest that I was afraid it was going to split my ribcage open and jump out. It felt like a dream to see what was in front of me—to finally lay my eyes on the one person who'd completely ruined my life and the one that had completely changed it too.There was Hafsa, seated in a large round chair with her arms cradling a small bundle. She smiled down at it, rocking slightly as she murmured something softly. The scene was so domestic and sweet looking that for a moment I felt delusional. There was no way that someone looking that content with life could have done all of this.But as soon as I heard a soft cooing sound, my dream-like state crumbled, forcing me back into the reality that was and not the one that my brain wanted me to believe in.I stumbled forward toward her, a hand quickly jerking me back from the
Sold to the Prince of Dubai Chapter 143 : Betrayal
RashidWe followed the attendant to an unmarked room away from the waiting room we'd been kept in for a little over half an hour. I wasn't surprised they were all taking their time. It was normal for officials to draw these kinds of things out, either for their own benefit by starving their clients, or making them too aggravated to think properly.And while normally it had the potential to work, both Javier and I were above falling for such things. We'd been trained in it, after all.Although, I am becoming a little jittering having to wait for so long. Because I know that if all goes well with this meeting, I'll be one step closer to getting my son back and holding him in my arms, and witnessing Lyla be a wonderful mother to him like it's second nature and she was born to do it.We're missing out on so many firsts with our newborn baby all because of that selfish fucking woman. The thought of Hafsa with Nasir caring for him like Lyla and I should be at this t
Sold to the Prince of Dubai Chapter 142 : Marked
Lyla Waking up the next day to Rashid's grave face sent me into a small panic attack that I ended up locking myself inside of my bathroom to deal with it while he got the rest of our stuff ready to head out.I didn't want to bother him with more of my head-shit, having seen him stressed way too much about the other things on his plate he had very little control over. It wasn't fair of me to monopolize him with all of my problems when he had his own to sort out too. Dumping everything onto him, especially right before we were going to be heading out, was a shitty thing to do.Finally, after what felt like an hour, I gathered myself and splashed some water on my face before finally leaving the bathroom and heading out to join the rest of our group in the living room. Surprisingly enough, they all looked just as stressed as I felt, even Salama who I'd suspected only came on this trip to supervise her fiance looked like she'd barely slept all night. I didn't know whet
