Her Arabian Prince

Her Arabian prince episode 27 – 28

πŸ’™πŸŒ·πŸ’
HER
ARABIAN
PRINCE
πŸ’™πŸŒ·πŸ’

πŸ’™πŸŒ·~I work for him, he claims I’m his~πŸŒ·πŸ’™

β˜…(An Arabic rom-nce series)β˜…

©Biba writes ( Do not copy or steal❌❌)

πŸŒ·πŸ’™ Chapter Twenty Seven πŸ’™πŸŒ·

🌷( The next day)🌷

~πŸ’™ Princess Ruqqoyya πŸ’™~

‘And then you are here crying??why can’t you stand up for yourself, this isn’t the Princess I know’ Stacy said as she took a sip of her lime juice..

‘Of course, Stacey’s right, Just cheer up and stop being such a vegetable’ May answered tucking her hair behind her ear and adjusting her hat also.

‘You don’t just understand,.. he loves her, everyone loves her, everyone!! the prince Nawaz, Zaid, the kids, everyone’ I sobbed and they all burst into laughter, leaving me confused.

‘So just because they all love her that means you should he crying?’ Stacy laughed and I swallowed a gulp.

‘What should I do then’

‘Simple, just walk up to her and give her the beatings of her life and make her scared of you, from the looks she’s a dumb and emotional freaky girls so show her what you got’ May advised.

‘Yes girl, the Prince is yours and there’s nothing she can do about, also she is engaged to Nawaz, she must marry him, so just chill’ Stacy added..

I bit my lower lip while I reasoned their advice.

They a think it’s a simple stuff and I can overlook, they don’t even know about our s*x video.

But she was right right?? I should just chill and let it go..

‘Now that’s our pretty Princess’ May teased and I smiled a bit.

I will show you Muleekat, I will let you have the taste of your own medicine..

I smiled while I took my untouched lime juice to my l-ips.

~πŸ’™ Prince Nawaz πŸ’™~

Muleekat is such a fragile piece of sh*t.

She actually passed out??!!

She was even weaker than I thought!!..

There nothing you can do wifey, there’s just nothing.

I smiled to myself as I picked up my jacket, I put it in and I went for my boots.

Jace just told me her arrived at the airport and I really have to see him but then, I have to see my sweetheart..

I chuckled as I stared at the mirror.

A half smile spread across my face as I forked fingers into my hair..

Don’t worry sweetheart, your Prince Charming will soon be there..

🌷(Some minutes Later)🌷

I opened the door slowly and my eyes fell on Muleekat.

Her face was all red and it seems like she has been crying lately.

Zaid was also there, sitting quite close to her and they both darted their eyeballs towards me..

‘Hey sweet heart’ I said and I notice her flinch. Like seriously??!

‘I walked further into the room and I sat on the bedroom cushion.

‘So… how are you feeling my love’ I said and she lowered her gaze to the floor.

Her face suddenly became stiff and I could see a smile on my brother’s l-ips.

‘I asked you a question’ I repeated slightly annoyed.

‘How do you want me to feel’ She said with her usual thin voice which sounded like jingling bells..

I raised my brows in her rhetoric response and I sat up..

‘Come on love, of course I want you to feel well, strong and healthy’ I said looking at her eyes even though she was staring at the floor..

‘No you don’t, can you please go away, I need to rest, Boss can you please get me water’ She said with a slight frown and with a victory smile, my brother stood up and got to the dispenser..

Like what the H*ck??!!

Is she Chasing me away??!!

‘I came to see you, you can’t chase me away like that’ I said with a stiff voice.

‘Then why don’t you just leave, my head hurts.. I’ve had enough from you already’

‘Muleekat yo-‘

‘This is my room and I am asking you to go out… please’ she said finally looking at me with those eyes..

I stood up to my full height, sniffed in air and walked towards her, I noticed her slightly backing away from me and clenching the sheets .

Wait, is she scared of me??!!

Wow, that’s good to see..

‘You look pretty when you cry’ I whispered with a chuckle..

I finally made to the door and turned around.. ‘You can chase me out all you want, but you can’t stop me from being your husband.. And dear brother, take care of my bride for me..’ I said before walking out..

Muleekat you have really grown wings , have you??

~πŸ’™ Muleekat πŸ’™~

‘Was that necessary??’ Prince Zaid asked and I nodded.

‘His presence freaks me out, I really had to do that’ I said to the prince.

I was now in my room and of course the prince was with me for the first time..

It was the first time he came to my room..

He has always been there for me, every time I needed him..

‘Do you think what he said was really going to happen’ I asked tucking my hair behind my ear.

‘ Maybe so anyway, since you can’t question your parents decision, what do you plan on doing when the day comes??’ The Prince asked and I bit my lower lip in tension..

‘There’s only one thing I can do’ I said with a smile he raised his brows in surprise.

‘Wow you came up with a plan??’

‘Yeah, I’ll just runaway that night’s I said poutedly and he chuckled..

His chuckles grew into laughter..

‘Run away?? so if I was to marry you, would you runaway too’ He asked and my smiles faded..

That was a struck question, what should I say now..??

‘ Um…. I.. I don’t know.. I will runaway also if I don’t feel anything for you’ I said counting my words..

He gave a sigh and blinked his eyes before sat up properly.

‘You are one funny lady Muleekat’ He said still laughing..

He is laughing, he is really laughing..

He looked like a real happy Arab man and I was sure it was the first time he laughed with me…

I love you Prince Zaid, I really love you.. I said within myself with a smile on my face..

Right now, he is the best person I have ever met in my life..

🌷(Hours Later)🌷

~πŸ’™ Princess Ruqqoyya πŸ’™~

I came out of the bathroom after a cool bath with a bathrobe on..

I was feeling quite relaxed and happy..

Just then Soumayya came in..

I felt the strong urge to get laid by the sight of Soumayya and I smiled inwardly..

I reached towards her and grabbed her in a sensual way..

She flinched and turned around.. ‘My Lady’ She said in confusion..

‘Calm down, it’s not like you don’t want it…’ I said softly.

‘I’m sorry my lady please excuse me..’ She said and almost left but I caught her again..

‘I… I’m sorry my lady but I’m not a l-sbian…’ She said visibly trembling..

‘Shhh… I’m gonna make you one’ I said she began to scre-m but I covered her mouth with my palms..

‘I can’t do this, please’ She begged but I didn’t listen.. I was controlled by my lust..

I feel sorry for her but right now I really need to get laid..

πŸ’™πŸŒ·πŸ’
HER
ARABIAN
PRINCE
πŸ’™πŸŒ·πŸ’

πŸ’™πŸŒ·~I work for him, he claims I’m his~πŸŒ·πŸ’™

β˜…(An Arabic rom-nce series)β˜…

©Biba writes ( Do not copy or steal❌❌)

πŸŒ·πŸ’™ Chapter Twenty Eight πŸ’™πŸŒ·

~πŸ’™ Muleekat πŸ’™~

‘I’ll be leaving now, take care of yourself’ he said as he stood up to make his leave..

My eyes followed him as he gently walked out of my room.

The strong smell of his perfume was still radiating in the room and was oozing in and out of my room..

I brought my legs down from the bed and wore my bedroom slippers..

I walked into the bathroom and washed my face..

I really need to do some exercise and sight seeing, at least it will keep my mind away from what happened..

‘Shhhhs I think she heard us’ One of the maids said to her fellow maid and they walked away as soon as they saw me..

I shook my head in wonder and a smile curved on my l-ips..

My hands slowly slid into my pockets as I walked around the long passage.

I am a big girl now!!

I live in a palace even though I’m not royalty!!The prince talks to me like his love and I am treated with so much care.

Oh, curse the devil, one should really count your blessings and forget his sorrows..

‘I.. I’m sorry ma’am’ Soumayya, Ruqqoyya’s maid said as she mistakenly brushed me while passing..

She seemed unusual and was trembling, eyes red and a tiny cut on her l-ips…

I noticed her trying to cover her neck with her veil..

‘Soumayya, are you alright’ I asked and she nodded like a hungry lizard..

‘You don’t look well, just tell me what is it so I can help you’ I said and she moved away as I made to touch her..

‘Its nothing, I’m just on my period.. nothing more’ She said trembling.

I carefully lifted the veil and to my surprise, there was a mark on her shoulders, red and swollen..

‘You said you were okay’ I said, my mouth agape..

‘Its nothing ma’am, please don’t tell anyone’ she begged.

‘Who did this to you’ I asked in confusion..

‘It was.. no one ma’am’

From the looks of everything, she was raped!!

I remember in PHE classes, we were thought the signs of abuse..

‘Who did this to you’ I asked as she wiped her tears with her blood stained veil..

‘It was the Princess, please don’t tell anyone please..’ She said and I wondered why I was not surprised.

Yes Ruqqoyya was a l*sbian, so she actually raped her maid!!.

‘Come with me, the Prince needs to know about this’ I said and she shooked her head in negativity..

‘No..no..’ She cried still trembling..

‘This is your life Soumayya, she abused you and you need justice, why are you saying no!!’ I cried.

‘She will kill me, she will kill me when she finds out’ She cried and I consoled her..

‘Calm down, I really need to talk to the Prince Zaid’ I said and hopped my way to the Prince’s Chambers.

~πŸ’™ Prince Nawaz πŸ’™~

‘Hey man, wats popping’ Jace asked rolling his travel bag as we walked out towards our car..

‘Something hot’ I said with a half smile and the Paparazzis rushed towards us as soon as we bursted into sight.

‘Really, that’s good news then’ He said raising his brows.

We got into our car and shut the door..

‘So.. what’s hot’ He said and I scrolled into my phone pointed it towards his face..

‘Hot’ He commented as he zoomed through the pic.

‘ She’s my bride to be’ I said and he side chuckled.

‘Wow, she finally agreed!! congrats!!’ He said and he clapped..

‘So prince, what about that hot Arab dance girl’ He asked.

‘Oh, she’s fine, that means we would drive to the dance house’ I said and he whistled

‘That’ s a good idea’ He said .

‘Take us to the dance house’ I ordered and the driver nodded in response.

It was quite thoughtful, at least I can have something to have fun.

~πŸ’™ Muleekat πŸ’™~

‘It’s really important your highness’ I said but he didn’t listen.

‘Muleekat, I really have to get to something, I’m sorry’ He said and the tinted glass rose to shield him.

I wanted to inform him about Soumayya’s issue but he left for an urgent meeting..

I placed my hands on my forehead as I walked back into the palace..

What should I tell her now??!!

Today is really a mess and things just keep getting worse and worse!!..

I won’t let that w*tch go Scott free, I need to give her what she deserves..

I would show her how crazy Nigerian ladies are!!!..

🌷( At the Princess’s Chambers)🌷

I walked into her room which was usually beautiful and clean.

She was sitting on her bed and was brushing her long, thick, silky hair.

‘Oh, what an unexpected visit, how may I help you??’ She said and I ignored her niceness..

‘How long will you continue with your evilness huh’ I said burning in anger and she frowned, dropping her comb.

‘What do you mean’

‘You know what I mean, why did you do that to Soumayya’

‘And how’s that your business if I may ask’ She said and my eyes wΒ‘dened in surprise..

‘ Have been waiting for the opportunity to teach you a lesson for what you did to me at the party, also I would show everyone the video but before then, let the makeover begin’ I said bending the sleeves of my top..

I dragged her by the hair and she scre-med in pain..

She pushed me away and I landed on my butt..

She was nursing her half dead scalp and I used the opportunity to seize her by the neck..

She received blows and punches I was sure she never had from me..

She was even weaker than I thought, she was more like a pillow…

Now I know why white girls were called weaklings..

Seeing that she would almost pass out, I let her be and I moved away wondering where I got the strength from..

‘I… I won’t let you go unpunished.. you beat up the daughter of a sultan??!!..(Coughs).. I..’ She didn’t complete before she fell back still whimpering.

‘ I showed you mercy, and if you dare report me to anyone, I will rip your hair off your bread scalp..’ I warned and she nodded..

I walked out of the room feeling satisfied, atleast I have stood up for myself!!.

This is just the beginning!!..

TBC😍..

My favorite episode!!!😁..

Muleekat is now a real Nigerian!!

We have less than three episodes left..

Β© Biba writes

Love y’all β™₯️β™₯️β™₯️…

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