I needed a fake fiancee for the weekend, so I hired one. It was supposed to be all business, no pleasure. But one look at her, and I knew I had to make her untouched body mine.
She thinks it's only for one night, but I know it is forever.
Damn the consequences, she will be my bride.
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Zahir is ruthless in getting what he wants, and he wants me.
He has awakened me to a world of pleasure and luxury beyond my wildest dreams, and I never want to wake up.
But as a king, Zahir has a destiny. There's no way I can stay by his side.
I have to say goodbye...even if it destroys me.
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None of this was supposed to happen, but God, she so was happy it did.
Her back was against his muscular chest. He wrapped his arms around her, cradling her in a way that said he liked holding her just as much as she liked being held. His long, hard length brushed against the backs of her thighs.
He had been so insatiable, and she knew that he still wanted even more.
She was just an American girl from the inner city. He was a sheikh, an heir to his own kingdom, and wielded immense power. But their difference in status didn’t matter during these moments. Here, naked on royal sheets, they were just two human beings consumed by passion and lust.
Her head turned toward him, and they shared a kiss. That spark ignited a wildfire. She spun around in his arms, flashing him a smile that promised heaven. Her juices were already flowing as his big hands gripped her hips. She reached back to take his magnificent cock and guided it to her slit. Spreading her sex apart, she allowed the ecstacy to engulf her.
Even though he was her first, she knew that no other man could ever compare. He’d ruined her. And she could do nothing but cry out in his arms, giving herself completely to the man responsible for her demise.
He possessed so much power. He controlled an entire country. Was it any surprise that he’d control her, too?
She accepted him into her body slowly, urging him deeper, God, he was so good. He filled her up and left her yearning for more.
But a man like him would never stay with a girl like her. Soon, her fairy tale would come to an end, but she would enjoy this while it lasted.
He was her commander. Her protector.
Her very own sheikh.
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by Nelson Santos
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Rosalia Cardenas
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