CELINE:The Sheikh Dessert Bride

Chapter 2 Two

Word Count: 1031 | Released on: 14/01/2026

rust atop Celeste. Her identical twin-same full lips, same hourglass figure sprawled wantonly across the sheets Celine had picked out last month. The air reeked of sweat, cheap whiskey, an

hell are you planning to do with that?"She twirled it slowly, glass glinting. "It depends on how fast you start answering my questions. And stop stammering like an idiot, Jamal. It's embarrassing."Celeste whimpered from her hiding spot, clutching the bedspread so tight her knuckles whitened. This wasn't her mousy sister, the one who'd cry over spilled milk and forgive thefts with hugs. Celeste edged sideways, aiming for the door. "Celine, honey, let's talk this out..."Celine's head snapped around, eyes blazing. "If you move one inch, Celeste, I start with you." The threat hung heavy, laced with a frightening calm. Celeste froze, breath hitching, bedspread trembling against her skin.Celine pivoted back to Jamal, bottle tapping her palm rhythmically. "When. Did. It. Start?"He backed up a step, hands raised. "It... it... uh... b-before..."Her temper flared. "Do you want me to hit you with this before you answer properly? I'm this close to exploding-give me a reason not to."Jamal deflated, shoulders slumping. The room pulsed with tension-their heavy breathing, the distant hum of city traffic, Celine's heartbeat thundering in her ears. "Okay, fine!

face blazed beet-red, comforter slipping as she squirmed. "And you-moaning like a banshee for that? How'd the pencil satisfy you, sis? Microscopic thrusts?"Celeste's mouth flapped. "Shut your mouth! You're jealous because he chose me. It's not small-"Celine snorted, circling them like a shark. "Too damn small. A cocktail weenie in a drought. Were you faking those screams for his fragile pride? Or just practicing for the disappointment?"Jamal hunched, voice cracking. "Celine, stop-please. It was a mistake.""Mistake?" She laughed again, throaty and free. "Your whole game's the mistake. Parading that twig like a prize. Celeste deserves the pity fuck."Celeste lunged verbally. "He loves me! You've been stringing him along-no sex, no nothing. Tease!""Tease?" Celine's eyes flashed. "Dodged a bullet. Imagine the letdown-five seconds of nothing. Get out. Both of you

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CELINE:The Sheikh Dessert Bride

Valerie Ray Billionaires

“* **One night of betrayal. One night of passion. A lifetime of consequences.** Celine was always the shadow-the reliable twin who worked while her sister, Celeste, basked in the spotlight. But when she finds her boyfriend of five months in her sister's bed, the shadow finally snaps. A reckless night at a dive bar with a hazel-eyed stranger was supposed to be her escape, a way to forget the people who saw her as a spare part. But the stranger wasn't just a face in the crowd. He was **Idris Al-Miraj**, the billionaire Sheikh and the owner of the very hotel where Celine works. When her parents attempt to sell her into a sacrificial marriage to save the family's reputation, Celine finds herself hunted by her past and trapped by her future. Idris doesn't just want her back in his bed; he wants to own every brick of the wall she's built around her heart. Jobless, homeless, and backed into a corner by a family that only needs her when they can use her, Celine prepares to run again. But Idris has other plans. He doesn't want her to run. He doesn't even want her to surrender. He wants her to fight back. **"Use me,"** he says. In a world where power is the only currency, Celine must decide if the man who dismantled her life is her greatest enemy-or the only weapon she has left.”