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Prologue
To say that my relationshipwith Sheikh Saif Al-Masri is a whirlwind romance woul be a huge understatement.
A few days ago, I was this ordinary hotel housekeeper whose only goal in life was to pay off my mother's debts. But then I got blackmailed by the sheikh, and I know this is going to sound crazy, but that's also how we ended up falling in love, and...um...have I mentioned how he's asked me to marry him, and that he now wants me to meet his brothers?
"Please tell me you're kidding."
I try pulling away in protest, but this only has the sheikh hauling me back, and I fall against his muscular chest as water splashes over the edge of his en-suite's whirlpool bath.
"There's nothing for you to worry about," Saif soothes. "They know I am crazy about you, and that you are even crazier about me—-"
"Ha!"
"That is all they need to know," the sheikh goes on to say like he hasn't heard anything, "for them to love you like a sister."
"Easy for you to say," I argue, "but what if they're just faking it? What if they're just too nice to let you know they don't approve of their eldest brother taking a commoner as his wife, much less their future queen?"
Saif looks at me in surprise. "My brothers arenevernice."
"Riiiiight." Is that supposed to comfort me? "Can you tell me anything else about them? Or should I just assume they're all like you, but younger?"
"I suppose you can say that."
The way Saif's broad shoulders move in a shrug as he speaks is more than a little distracting. It reminds me of how it was only minutes ago when I was clutching those shoulders of his while he's driving his cock—-
Stop that, lustful self!
This is not the time to fantasize about sex. If I want Saif's younger brothers to like me, I need to seriously focus on winning them over, and if I'm to assume that they're all taken from the same cocky mold as the Crown Prince of the kingdom of Huzna's...
Oh!
Recalling a particular memory has me sitting up with a giggle, and I fail to notice how the movement immediately draws the sheikh's hungry gaze to the way my breasts jiggle and swell over the bubbles.
"Something on your mind?"
It's next to impossible not to smile as I remember how the sheikh and I first met. "This probably won't have anything to do with your brothers, but if you say they're like, um, you..."
Saif's gaze turns puzzled. "Go on."
My shoulders are shaking in mirth by the time I finish telling the sheikh about how I first mistook him as this hardcore fan of the Netflix showYouand why I was originally worried I'd be his first real-life victim.
The sheikh looks stung, and understandably so. "I cannot see why you thought I had anything in common with that man."
"I know, right? But—-"
"If Iwereto murder someone, you can rest assured that I would not have madeanymistake. I could be killing someone right next to you, and you would not have known it."
