The Crown Prince's Bellydancer
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Eira Murad, a struggling bellydancer in New York City, was fully determined to achieve all her dreams which were, unfortunately, miles away from her reach. Fate really had something else planned for her.
She's always dreamt of royalty, fantasizing Jasmine and Aladin's love story ever since she could remember. In reality, she was drowning in debt, and wasn't sure how long she would be allowed to live.
Her life takes such a drastic turn as she gets thrown into a different continent. She now has no one to confide to and is forced to thrive on her own, navigating through all the mysteries of her kidnapping.
What's more unexpected is that she is suddenly living in a lavish Royal Palace, close to the dashing young Crown Prince of Shakhghar, Sheikh Raed Al Hashem. Amidst the labyrinth of truths and lies alongside scorching-hot interactions with the handsome Royal, for how long can she hold everything in?
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She feebly rested her face in the right side of Raed's neck, his short wet hair tingling her skin. The proximity between them was even more heated than the scorch of Shakhghar.
"And, how long do you plan on staying like this?" He croakily asked, in a hoarse whisper.
"As much as I wish to," She daringly said and she felt his bare skin against hers as he drew her closer, his defined muscles bulging while holding her weight.
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*This story is not related to any kind of muslim traditions/beliefs, and is not based on religion.