All Chapters of MY FRIENDS FATHER: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Hope de LucaThis time, her husband starts laughing so hard he chokes, which makes us even more amused. I know Laís will set up some situation that favors her brother, maybe even what I need to talk to him away from the gaze of others.We leave the capital and head towards Capri, making a few stops along the way just to refuel the small aircraft. I'm eager to arrive, perhaps because Guilherme won't arrive until later, which gives me some time to talk to Mahjub or just to trample on the prince's ego.Laís had told us how Leon and Ella's meetings were going, hearing her say she learned from her parents' mistakes, which makes me feel a tightness in my chest. Maybe if Mahjub had always been by my side, he could have truly known me, and we wouldn't be so unfamiliar to each other."Seeing their love blossom is beautiful, it's different from how it was with me and Laís, where I had to kidnap my wife!" Henrique says with his wife laughing on his shoulder."Liar, it was me who orchestrated the

Hope de LucaI'm taken aback by the exaggerated amount of red and white roses, arranged in a way that the initial of my name is displayed there. The scene is beautiful, I can't deny it.But why is he doing this? I'm getting confused with every move Mahjub makes. I don't want to believe that both Ruslan and all of Mahjub's brothers are right in saying that he's in love with me.Because if I find out that he's just trying to redeem himself for what happened in our past, my fragile, barely reconstructed heart will shatter again.My breath quickens as I look at the prince's perfect face, and I start feeling an uncomfortable moisture between my legs, just from hearing his deep voice in a perfect baritone tone, like any prince from a Disney movie.Mahjub gazes into my face, waiting for my response. I can't avert my gaze, trying to find a way to escape him, but looking at all those roses, it's up to me alone to choose to have this moment or not.I need to decide whether I'm going with the pr

Hope de LucaI see Mahjub in front of me with his hand extended in a silent invitation. Seeing him without his typical attire makes me let out a new, loud gasp, which becomes embarrassing. I roll my eyes and see him smiling at my reaction.Like a foolishly infatuated person, I gave him my hand and let him lead me out of the car. Without saying a word, Mahjub guides me along the pier to the enormous yacht.“Did you reserve a transatlantic liner?” I ask, surprised at the sight of the huge yacht.“Stop exaggerating, it only has four decks and the command bridge on top.” I look at Mahjub in astonishment.“If this doesn’t impress you, I can’t imagine what would…”Before I can finish, I feel his large, firm hand squeezing my waist. I let a smile form, perhaps enjoying this possessive side of him that I didn’t know existed and had no idea he had.“There are some things that would impress me quite a lot…” the prince whispers in my ear.“There’s breakfast waiting for us on board. I know you ha

Mahjub Al-MakkiYour question makes me inhale deeply and tilt my head against the wall without taking my eyes off Hope; her light hair was tied to the side, making her look beautiful. I wish I could tell her that's what I want most."We can't, you're engaged, and I'm sure you don't want to end it with him in the midst of an argument," I say gently.I see her look become a little sadder, and I pull her into my arms, still leaning against the wall, wrapping one arm around her waist, and smile, realizing how small my little swan really is. Hope is petite, only reaching up to my chest, compared to Laís, who reaches my chin, and Zara, who is almost my height. I have a wonderful feeling, as if my protective instinct is emerging, seeing my woman there in my arms."You look beautiful when you seem frustrated, you know?" I say before kissing her lips tenderly."What have you prepared for me?" Hope asks me."You'll need to come in and find out," I say, narrowing our distance even more. "Don't w

Hope de LucaHow did things go wrong so quickly...Everything was wonderful, just minutes away from feeling that filling, which was clearly going to be immense, to completely satisfy me. But I needed to tell him that I was still a virgin that Guilherme had never touched me beyond the few kisses and caresses we had exchanged.Seeing Mahjub leave the room and leaving me naked alone terrified me. He was furious, and I could see in his eyes the desire to do something. He misunderstood everything, and this could end in tragedy. I got out of bed as fast as I could and saw the door opening slowly.“What happened here? Better yet, what was Mahjub doing in your room in just his briefs because I saw him in just his briefs,” Zara said with a laugh.I got out of bed wrapped in a sheet, worried about what that angry Arab might do. Zara looked at me, startled, and remained silent for the first time in her life. I walked to my suitcase and grabbed the first bikini I saw in front of me, without carin