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"Saif coerced you into saying yes, didn't he?"
She stared at him, stupefied. Did he just say'coerce'? How in the world had her royal bosshole come up with that?
"I know how persuasive Saif can be."
And why was he suddenly sounding so...testy?
"You never hesitate to say'no'tome, your own fucking boss, but don't think I haven't noticed how you're always on your best behavior around my older brother."
Okaaaay.
Was he questioning her loyalty or something?
Ember cleared her throat, but hearing this only seemed to piss her royal bosshole even more.
"Don't bother lying," the sheikh snarled. "Just show up tonight and forget about whatever help you promised Saif. I'm going to call him now and let him know you're unavailable."
Ember could feel herself starting to panic. If there was anyone more astute than Ilyas, it would be the Crown Prince, and she was painfully certain it wouldn't take Saif long to add one and one together and come up with an answer that would have Ember fleeing America - maybe even Earth itself - in acute embarrassment.
Her gaze swung back to the demon prince, and when she saw Ilyas about to hit theCallbutton—-
Oh, shit!
She couldn't let him call Saif, no matter what the cost.
"What the hell?"
Ember gulped.
You've really done it this time, you idiot.
She had just swiped the sheikh's iPhone out of his hold, and since she had already done something that unthinkable—-
Might as well do my worst,Ember thought as she dropped his phone in the inner pocket of her blazer.
The demon prince stared at her as if she had lost her mind. "Are you fucking serious?"
No,Ember thought. She was moredesperatethan serious, but since that was another sliver of truth she didn't want to say out loud—-
Ember cautiously took a step back from the sheikh. "I'll give it back if you promise me you won't call the Crown Prince."
"Goddammit, Ember!"
Oh, if only she could yell that back at him.
Goddammit, Demon Prince!
If only.
But she absolutely could not do that, since Ember also knew the sheikh wasn't paying her four thousand dollars a month to answer him back all the time. Ilyas might have said he liked her better when she stood up to him, but they both knew Ember was only allowed to show her temper when it suited him.
And since now definitely wasn't one of those moments—-
"Oh, I almost forgot." Ember covered her mouth in a gesture of surprise. "Fresh beans from your favorite cafe was just delivered this morning. How about we have some coffee—-"
"How about you give me back my fucking phone?"
Ember ignored this and instead gave her royal bosshole a coaxing smile. "Shall I make you some now?"
