Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 48620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
Either way, it kept her in an agonizingly perpetual state of arousal, and by the time dinner came to a close, her body was painfully stiff, and her knuckles had turned white with the way she gripped her fork and knife so tightly. It was either that – or shove the damn sheikh under the table and yell at him to do something to make her cum.
As their dessert plates were taken away, Khalil leaned towards her, saying silkily, “Would you cum with me?”
The verbal play wasn’t lost on her, and Harper choked. A smirk touched the sheikh’s lips just before a smooth, polished mask fell over his handsome face. When he turned to her father, he was polite and business-like, asking his permission to have a private word with his daughter.
“Of course.” Howard was visibly puzzled, but manners prevented him from voicing the obvious, and that was why? What was there for the king to discuss privately with her?
Harper managed to swallow back her whimper as she felt the sheikh withdraw his fingers. A moment later, he had gracefully stood up, and the rest followed suit. He then turned towards her and offered his hand –
For one brief moment, she thought about slapping it away –
But then she caught sight of the amused gleam in his dark gaze, daring her to do it so he could reap the consequences –
And she managed to curtail her temper and take his hand with as much grace as she could muster.
As soon as he pulled her up she moved away, expecting him to release her, but instead Harper found herself firmly pulled back to his side, and she nearly tripped over her own feet in her shock.
What game was the damn sheikh playing now?
She was so tempted to step on his foot, or even just dig her nails into his hands – anything to cause him pain. But with everyone’s eyes on them, she could only work hard on keeping her own mask in place, chin up, and with a slight smile that could mean nothing and everything.
The guests took their leave with the sheikh one by one, and with her by his side, she was forced to meet their gazes and play dumb to the various emotions that flickered on their faces. Mostly, it was curiosity, but for the few female guests it was – to be specific – jealous contempt.
In their eyes, she was trash, and they could not see why their beloved Emir Sheikh was treating her so specially!
Which I can totally relate to, Harper thought without anger, since I don’t get it either.
The king’s cousins were the last to approach him, but unlike the others, the four sheikhs took their time, and all of them were openly smirking.
“Malik told us you were acting a little territorial,” Altair commented, “and we didn’t believe him.”
Harper’s eyebrows shot up. Territorial? Over what?
“And I was right, wasn’t I?” A grin underlined Malik’s tone.
“Go, all of you,” Khalil dismissed in disgust, but instead of the four men moving away, it was the woman by his side who tried to leave.
The other sheikhs sputtered in ill-suppressed laughter while Khalil pulled the woman back to his side. “Not you,” he growled.
“But I want to leave,” Harper growled back without hesitation. Just like with Khalil, she had never needed to pretend with the other sheikhs. They had known she was quite a cranky little B even when she was young.
When Harper tried to leave again, Khalil pulled her back once more, but this time punishing her with a short hard kiss on her lips. As her body stiffened, he lifted in his head, saying under his breath, “Try to leave me again, and I’ll be kissing another part of your body.”
And when his gaze slowly dropped to her heaving breasts –
Harper gasped in outrage. “You wouldn’t dare!”
The sheikh bared his teeth in a challenging smile. “Perhaps you’d care to find out now?” Their eyes collided, hers furious and his calm, but in the end she was the one to look away first – like they both knew she would.
Throughout this, the four other sheikhs were exchanging quiet looks, and all of them had the same thought in mind. Khalil had never gone after a woman, not even when a rockstar had taken away his then-fiancée Sapphire twice.
Harper Griffiths was definitely different, but the question was – did Khalil know this, too?
Turning back to his cousins, Khalil said softly, “I will see you in the morning, brothers.”
The four merely nodded, knowing that this time Khalil was no longer joking.
And then they were alone, and Harper didn’t like it one bit.
“Now, can you let me go?” she muttered shrewishly.
To which the sheikh responded by tightening his hold on her waist –
And then he was lifting her up in the air, making her gasp, and the next thing she knew he had her flat on the table, made sparkling clean by the staff as soon as the dessert dishes were cleared. “No!” She tried to shove him away and sit up, but he was already pushing her abaya up to her waist, exposing her short dress and bare legs.