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Chapter 61 : Heads Or Tails
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Lyla"Hm, how strange," Melanie murmured into her cup."I know."My finger hooked around the string of the tea bag, using it to twirl it around and soak more into the hot water inside of my mug. The ceramic was warm in my hand, soothing me better than the hot shower I'd just gotten out of.Melanie had gotten the brilliant idea to feed me tea before cooking me anything to eat. She's apparently been researching a bunch of mommy blogs while she'd been stuck at customs trying to get Zayed's paperwork faxed over to get him his visa. She'd gone down some kind of rabbit hole and had found a bunch of anti-nausea recipes that she'd been dying to give me the second she'd gotten home.It was so fucking cute that I squeezed her immediately.Bringing the mug up to my lips, I gently sipped the hot liquid, letting it burn my throat and warm me from the inside. It felt nice to be able to keep something down without worrying about it coming back up. Throwing up every da
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RashidA few months later…Tightly rolling the last of my shirts, I shoved it into my suitcase and tucked the side flap over to zip it closed. I'd packed lightly for some reason, not wanting to bog myself down with unnecessary things to travel with. An unusual thing for me, considering that most of the time I tended to overpack for comfort.It wasn't that I minded having to buy new things if I ended up missing something along the way, but I preferred not to. A creature of comfort was my natural state and getting anything that I tended to gravitate toward when visiting somewhere foreign was never an easy task.However, this trip was much different.Behind me, Zayed rattled on about our travel itinerary—most of which I barely paid any attention to. It wasn't that I didn't care to not listen, my mind was simply too preoccupied with where we were going to be landing in less than twelve hours.California. Our destination repeated in my head over and over aga
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RashidWe ended up getting completely trashed on the flight, much to my staff's dismay. I barely cared, having the time of my life with my best friend as we fucked around and did what any normal set of troublemakers did while on a luxury flight over to a different country: acted like fools.It'd been nice to let go for a while and drown in the feeling of change that was so readily welcomed. It was much different than what had been forced upon me for so long that it felt like a foreign concept to be able to laugh so freely as Zayed, drunkenly play video games on the TV in the back of the plane's suite and chase each other up and down the cabin while one of the stewardesses tried to wrangle us in.After we'd crashed a few hours later and slept most of our hangover off, we'd arrived in California right as the sun was setting over the horizon. Getting through customs was easy; my ID being flashed made the transitions much smoother and quicker than if Zayed had
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LylaOh my god.Oh my god.Oh. My. Fucking. God.This can't be happening. Panic flooded into my system, making my entire body go numb with shock. Every sound inside the restaurant was drowned out by the heavy pounding in my ears; my pulse blasting through my skull and giving me a dizzying headache that practically wiped me off my feet.My hand came over my belly unconsciously, and Rashid's eyes darted down to it immediately with the movement. I watched them widen slightly, coming back up to crash into mine once more. There were so many questions swirling around in his head, visibly drawn all over his face as he tried to come to the reality of seeing me in the flesh with a very obvious baby bump.An irrational part of me wanted to desperately know what he was thinking. How he was reacting to seeing me. Was he happy? Angry? Excited? Put-off? Was he concerned at all about me being pregnant or did the sight of my bump—our bump—disgust him?
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RashidI hardly ate anything at all. My attention barely focused on anything other than the cacophony screaming inside of my head.Pregnant.She was pregnant.Who the fuck was that guy she was with? The baby's father?They all seemed familiar with him, even Zayed who'd never met any of Melanie or Lyla's friends before. So he was obviously someone they hung around with quite frequently. Enough to have come up in conversation when Melanie talked to Zayed about her personal life.Did they live together?It was hard to pin down what I was feeling. Anger, of course, at seeing her happy while I've been the opposite of it since she left. She'd moved on with her life and settled down with someone with whom she was starting a family.Even with her wearing the dress I'd bought for her, she had been styled nicely with makeup and her hair pulled back away from her face to show off those beautiful ocean-deep eyes of hers.A mother… She was going to ha
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LylaI ended up pacing around my room for the rest of the night. Shane had carried me to bed shortly after my phone call with Melanie and my subsequent breakdown. He'd tucked me in and made sure that I was all right before heading off to bed himself—his early morning shift soon arriving. As soon as I heard him turn off his light, I rolled out of bed. Feeling like I was trapped under the restraining weight of all my blankets gave me an oppressed feeling that didn't sit right with me. I wanted to throw up again, but my throat still burned and I had nothing left in my system anymore. The second I'd gotten home, I'd thrown up all of my food from the restaurant. Shane had felt bad and had tried to feed me something light after I'd calmed down, but nothing sounded appetizing. Everything would probably taste like ash, anyway.My anger had subsided from earlier and settled into a dull numbness that was hard to shake. Nothing felt real. It was all a dream that I w
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RashidWe stood in silence, the only sound around us was the AC kicking on above us, drowning out the noise of my beating heart.Lyla was tucking in a thin jacket, the front of it parted and open to show the loose-fitted t-shirt she was wearing underneath. She had sweatpants on and rubber shoes that were a bright and obnoxious yellow color. Gone was the glamorous woman I'd seen earlier this evening and here was the woman I'd fallen in love with over the course of a maddening two weeks.Her basket was clutched to her side protectively, snacks piled to the top of it that made it hard not to smile; even though the crushing realization that it was most likely because of her pregnancy that she was out here so late.I forced myself to stay in place, even though I desperately wanted to go over to her and shake her while demanding answers. I had every right to after her leaving so abruptly as she had."You're out late," is all I could think to say.She fr
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LylaMy heart sank once the car pulled away from the curb with Rashid safely tucked inside.I hated that I instantly missed him. It did nothing for me but make this entire process ten times worse than it already had been. Never did I think for a second that I would be seeing him in such a bizarre fashion and in a convenience store of all places. What were the chances? And why the fuck had he been wandering around in the middle of L.A. without his escort service?It made me wonder why he'd looked so ragged in the first place. Something had happened, but it didn't seem like he'd been mugged or anything. Actually, I know for a fact he wasn't because he still had his damn black card on him.That had me rolling my eyes. Heading away from the window and over to the kitchen, I set my bag of goodies down and parted the flaps of the bag to pull them all out one by one. A part of me was a little nervous that Rashid now knew where I lived. Though, I guess
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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
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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
