Chapter 1 - Raging heart (on hold)

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 AZIZA >>>>>>>

I stood in front of the large window admiring the view. Usually the sunset orangey-yellow but this one was the end of the flame. The large flame ball was almost hidden behind the sand mountains while emitting the entire exquisite, erotic passion filled blood red sky. Above and bellow the sky was black. No clouds. No birds. No sound. My eyes couldn't turn away from the light straight ahead. My mind could not register anything but. I was hypnotized.

I felt the gentle tickle on my neck as Adam slowly awoke from his slumber. He legs was thrown either sides of my hips and arms lazily dropping from my shoulders. His breath started to pick up in tune with his heart beat which was pounding on the breast of my nude coloured silk gown. I knew Adam was not a morning baby; he would lay there enjoying the breeze caressing his beautiful skin without a moment of disruption. He shifted to look a head; a smile reached his face giving me a toothless grin. I chuckled and tickled the softness of his neck. He giggled uncontrollably. I loved him so much, I image like my own.

The door opened slowly. I tensed up seeing since it was my father. He hardly ever came to see me. His dark black, soulless eyes searched the room until it reached mine. His soft jet black hair was slicked back, contrasting greatly with his skin colour and his personality. My father was wearing a jewel infested clock and golden Aladdin pants and shoes. He fitted in here.

"Ahlan (hello), I've come to tell you to look your absolute best tonight you have someone important people you need to meet. Make sure you're on best behaviour otherwise prepare for the worst and leave the child with a nanny." He said sternly with complete seriousness. At moments like theses I knew that I couldn't step a place out of line. I couldn't argue, shout or disagree. The only thing you could was to smile and nod. He always made me feel like a baggage a burden. I wanted to scream out. To tell him I'm his daughter not some servant.

"Ok, abi (father)." I wanted to ask him what the occasion was; things like these were hardly happened in America.But I knew we were in Egypt not America.

"Come down when the maid is finished with you, remember don't do anything or say anything that harm this family, now run along you got things to do." He walked out, letting the young maid in.

I sighed and placed Adam on the bed. I never realised he was still holding on to me. He was such a timid and quiet behaved five and a half year old. My heart ached knowing that I couldn't survive without him if anything happened. My father many times threatened o blackmailed to take him away from me knowing I would abide to anything to have him beside me. It was hardly anything serious but still from that he got a good clue how much he meant to me.

The beautiful golden women raffled with my hair and makeup. I stood up looking at my dress. It was strapless ball gown in sophisticated silver and did all the things it should giving me the perfect figure although I'm naturally tall curvy and busty I was told it came with my nationality. The gentle a-line shape of the skirt draws the eye to my hourglass curves and sweeping folds across the waist elongating my hips. The back was slightly tight and held up by spaghetti straps. It was beautiful.

"Mama you look like a Princess" he look memorized, I laughed at his adorable self.

"Thank you baby" I whispered kissing his left cheek. My heels were intact. I looked back at Adam who lay on the bed slowly drifting in Abyssinia. The nanny smiled and sat by the window as i walked of the room breathing roughly. I tried to control my breathing and my heart pounding beneath my dress but by the time I made it to the other side of the mansion I was probably sweating bullets. I was tense and couldn't wait for this to be over. I stepped into the space every eye in the building was on me. I lowered my graze, feeling the heat rush to my cheeks, ears and right up my back. The loud laughter and male bunter died down so anyone, no matter what position you stood in the room could hear a pin drop. Then they most defiantly can hear my drum of a heart. Shoes clicked toward me a rough strong arm was wrapped on back pulling me against me.

"This here is my daughter, Aziza Horus" he voice echoed through out the whole room. The room cheered, clapped and laughed. For that I didn't know why.

"Don't be shy, remember what I told you" my father whispered roughly me, hardly encourage me to do anything. This is one of his acts so that he looks nice in front of everyone.

A soft small hand was placed in to mine. "Come here honey, let me explain everything to you" her voice was smooth and gentle almost as if she was talking to a baby. I followed her keeping my head down watching my steps as I walked through everybody. Their laughter and talking rose up. We made it to the garden lit with hundreds of candles and the water of fountain glittering as the stars with the moon was shinnying down on it.

"Look at me Aziza darling." I looked in to her green spiritual eyes. She was stunningly beautiful. I looked at her admiring her warmth.

"I was hopping to tell this another way without startling you with all those people. Along time ago, we had an agreement made by your father that at your eighteenth birthday you would get married to the heir of Egypt my son. I am Queen Layla but that's way to formal for my liking call me ommy (mommy) now that your like my daughter." The Queen was here.Telling me I had to marry the Prince of Egypt? Why didn't my father tell me about this? Did he really want me out of this house so soon? Did he really hate me that much? I wanted to cry throw myself on the floor my heart was breaking. Some how through all the years I had hope that my father deep down loved me, that he cared about happens to me but actual he was planning to get me married to a royal snob. My eyes became watery i refused to allow any moisture to escape after all the work. I took a breath and held my head up high ignoring the pain raging in my heart.

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Very first chapter things are starting to look up.

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