AN ARAB MOBSTER LOOKS FOR A WIFE

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ds instantly, tense. His hands... they are that fantasy that devours me inside, the desire from

each my chest. As I look up, I see his eyes, those diamond-green eyes in the sunlig

"When are we going to get married?

ugh his hair, unable yet to reveal to him the plans

you don't have enough money for my family to accept you," I said softly, t

ps met mine, disarming me with an i

muttered against my skin. "Pure pleas

m me. My hips arched in response, unable to resist his touch. It wasn't the time to talk about separa

desires. He made love to me with an intensity that overflowed through my body, pushing me

slowly pulled away, and lay down next to me, his breathing

with a dangerous smile. "We will leave this cit

and what we did behind the veils of my room, was pure passion, Jael had been my first man and the only one, and I w

must talk,

ent, not suspecting what was to come. He

love. What'

arried to secure Raid's reign. I can't watch you anymore. I love you, but I don't want to risk be

nto a thousand pieces, and Jael's too, I saw it refl

about what we've been through? You can't be s

pushed me to marry him, but I don't wa

'm just an operator. Damn it, Sathara! But I can giv

Now, please go. You have to leave forever. Fin

guards' shift change approached, and at any moment he could be discovered escaping t

orrow at six o'clock at the exit of Riyad

e. Now run, please, before it

d go with him, no matter what happened. My love wasn't tied to money, and I wouldn't marry Hashimi. My future children would not

ut as soon as dawn broke, my father burst into the room. H

rson who has stained my

nned, not understandi

the matt

enniless? But this is over. You enlist right now, you will go live with

opped. I couldn't escape with Jael at dawn, and I didn't even know if I w

did you do with Jael? W

e Khaled Hashimi's wife, and he will put you in your place

ed on the floor. I don't want

o the bathroom, where two employees were waiting to purify me for my wedding. They s

ursed the day I was born into such a cruel and macho world, where

legs trembled with every step. Everything around me seemed to conspire against me, and on the way to the

for this, because I couldn't imagine life without Jael. A life without him would be a perpetual exi

vious to that celebration. I didn't want to get married. I had only seen Khaled twice in the past, and that was too much. She didn't even remember his face, his body

d my gaze on his honey-colored eyes, the only ones visible, since my face was covered. I didn't find joy in him either, his expr

imi, I felt myself fainting. In my plans it was alway