Phoenix affairs

We had met at the Yin on 12, it was my class graduation party that my father had arranged before I was supposed to fly home for my wedding.

The day I dreaded the most but wanted to make the most of.

Because I am the princess of Saudi Arabia, every part of my life was planned before I even came into this world.

It was suffocating enough that I had to act like a puppet being pulled by strings let alone have my marriage decided upon before I even knew what that meant.

So I had asked my father for this one night to do whatever I wanted within reason, no bodyguards and Only security at the entrances of the hotel.

Reluctant as he was he agreed on the condition that I agree to the marriage that him and my mother had arranged.

I answered with absolute certainty that I would agree to marry whoever they chose without a doubt.

Not knowing what I had just done.

Because as soon as I met him.

As soon as I talked to him.

Danced with him.

Laughed with him.

Drank with him and held him in my arms.

I had lost my chance to be with him.

To marry another for this one night.

The one night I happened to met him.

A man that would alter my entire being.

My purpose of life.

A night I would cherish and regret at the same time...