HER ARABIAN PRINCE

Prince

id' Father ranted endlessly behind me as I s

ying lately, why do you hate your sister so mu

not my type' I answered and fath

your type but you failed me and by so, I have began your wedding arrangem

married to

just obsessed with makeup

ake care of my kids the way I want

ya and you know she won't

my brothers daughter, she is the one you are getti

cousin of mine and give

eryone just

nd I can control them, why ca

o the Kid'

ant my Ummi' I heard Zahra's high p

one more spoon and it's

lf opened door as Zahra

l she noticed my presence and ra

don't like Nanny either' S

like Nanny' I said as I carried her o

mom and that I have a nanny inste

nd she sighed a bit

the pain of losing ones mother,

r the sake of my children, I will get

ncess Ru

aughed as I closed

e conversation between Pr

he way his father was sc

emembered what h

e gaurds, I even caught one laugh

upid to ever

incess Ruqqoyya and

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ess' She answe

ty donkey milk b

ur high

months

Mulee

t day of my arrival and I am

om the oven in the cafeteria, the beau

od I lo

at I am abroad, I mean do

f the country, do you re

a competition will be

ierachy' and I know I really h

h they say that we economics students are s

of good help and I really l

ncounter I had which almost le

about it, but it never fails

ed the University for a quite lon

ock and the way he emba

lties and celebs beha

y very best and I hope I will be able to pas

ading for le

e minute

e even though I

, spewing around to get my

nto a woman who was holding a larg

d I didn't wait t

nk you're going' I hea

g sight before me and

e was covered in hot st

God!

ve I do

his man com

have to sho

my flask got ruined, please punish her your hi

his gaze was tightly fi

e Dungeon' He said wit

not my

Dungeon

the palace

went on my knees b

, I can't imagine

log and the laughing stock

to me and I was drag

fault, please forgive me' I cried

lways derive joy by

e palace

orly ventilated room whic

nd my legs as I leaned to

teeth and was still

s happenin

Alhaji Garba react w

lure and I

isoned in my life and

d to cries and

l because

thing but a proud peacock, a wicked

my legs and I w

ats became louder and

I screamed as a rat c

re, I'm sorry Prince, please...' I screa

ed in apology in vain

and would soon be

my eyes puffed and my

d half dead as my vi

ght hit my eyes and I could see the Princ