Sweet Obsession

Chapter 8 Part 5

Excitement was in the air as the days were getting closer. The palace was getting ready for the prince and his men to leave. Everyone was bustling about, preparing for departure. I only saw Nidal at night in our bed. He was too busy during the day to be with me. He was still doing last-minute training, and the meetings were still going on. In the night when he came to me, he was exhausted from the day’s work, and my prince fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. I was too numb to say anything, and in the middle of the night, I awakened to quiet kisses and caresses and murmured words of love and promises that only God could make come true.

The day before Nidal was supposed to leave, I was sitting alone on the bench in the rose garden, meditating and praying to God when I heard a familiar voice behind me.

“’Tis a beautiful day for a stroll in the gardens. Would you do me the honor and walk with me?” Billal asked charmingly as he stretched out his arm and waited for me to take his hand.

I sat there staring at him with a smile on my face, excited that he chose at this time to visit with me, a time when my heart was about to break. I felt lonely, and I accepted his invitation without skipping a heartbeat. I wrapped my arm around his arm, and we walked quietly, just enjoying the view.

Billal broke the silence. “So how are you holding up?” he asked, curious. “Have you prepared yourself for the departure of your prince? We will be gone a while, you know,” he chimed, as if he had not a care in the world, as if going to war were not a threat to his life.

I looked at him suspiciously, trying to figure him out, but Billal was a hard man to read. We walked through the gardens slowly. Billal was chattering with excitement when he suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned, and looked into my face. A very uncomfortable feeling was forming in the pit of my stomach. And then he leaned over and kissed me. It was so sudden that there was no time to react. He just kissed me without my permission. By the time I realized that I was kissing him back, he had already tasted my lips on his.

I tried pushing him away from me as hard as I could, but I was no match for him. He weighed two hundred pounds, and he grasped on to me with the strength of a lion. His strong thighs pressed against my body, and I could feel his manhood rubbing against me. Alarmed, I tried to free myself from him but could not.

Finally, he stopped and took a step back. “I’m sorry, Loula,” he said, apologetic. “I could not help myself. You are a very beautiful woman, and I think I have fallen in love with you,” he admitted as I stared at him wide-eyed in disbelief with what he just confessed.

I was about to slap him hard across his face, but I sensed someone was looking at us. I turned and looked up at the palace. I saw Nidal. He was staring coldly down at us from the window. He witnessed everything. I saw him turn and walk away. My heart started pounding a thousand times a minute. He saw us! He would assume that I had invited the kiss. He had no way of knowing that I did nothing wrong.

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