Destined for each other yet unsure of each other's motives, Sultana is arranged to get married to save her father's business and reputation. They were strangers who turned husband and wife with just a statement. But as time passes the ice between th...
Sultan : Look out of your window Sultana: Why is there a unicorn outside? Sultan: Hubb Sultana: Mia "Okay, okay fine," she got up from her bed, she peeped through the window and saw him outside sitting on his power bike, she was in awe of his handsomeness, and hotness made her anger quell. He was dressed in a black v neck shirt, dark blue jeans, and a black leather jacket. Dark Ray-Ban Aviator shade. He had his helmet on.
Sultan: Hubb will you stop staring and come down. Sultana: The last time I checked I was angry with you. Sultan: Please Hubb, come down already I want to take you somewhere. Sultana: Okay I'll be with you in five minutes. she texted back.
She got dressed in sky blue denim jeans a black top, and also a black jacket, she went to her shoe rack and dusted one of her boots.
She didn't know why dad bought her all of those boots, but they came in handy today. She slid on the boots, after that she clad her head in a black scarf and grabbed her channel flip purse.
She tiptoed out of the house as everybody was asleep, it was midnight someone should have told Sultan. Sultana told the gateman that she was going out with her husband and would be back soon.
She met him waiting patiently for her. His gaze roamed over her attire, she was dressed to kill. the jeans highlighted her shapely long legs and damn those boots they were the sexiest he had ever seen.
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She stood in front of him her hands folded on her chest, waiting for an explanation for what happened earlier.
"I love the jealous and possessive side of Sultana Bature Sulyman, why are you so angry?" "If I was so angry we would not be having this conversation, you asking me why I am angry, you know better!!." She rolled her eyes heavenwards. "C'mon Sultana, you are been insecure."
"I don't know, but once a player, always a player." "My God, you do think that low of me? I gave you my word Sultana, and I am a man of my words and I don't go back on my words." Now he was mad at her for thinking that way of him. His face was hard. Sultan's stepped closer to him and turned to face him, and held his gaze.
"How do you want me to prove that you are my eyes?" Sultana looked deep into his eyes and whispered "I trust your eyes." "Then why are you feeling insecure?" "Because I am madly in love with you and I don't know if I can make it anymore clear, I want you, all of you, everyday for the rest of my life Sultan."
His heart thundered with pure bliss and love for the woman in front of him, he brought her close to his heart and kissed her forehead. I love you, Sultana so much." 'I know, me too, so is this like a secret rendezvous?" Sultana asked as Sultan fixed her helmet.
"What do you think? call it a tryst or a rendezvous." She held him securely around his torso, and rested her head on his back inhaling all of his ritzy scents. "You haven't riden your power bike In months." "Yeah, ever since Yousef had an accident we all decided we needed a break, and what better way to use it again." "Where are we going again?"
