Her Arabian Prince – Episode 3

HER
ARABIAN
PRINCE

I work for him, he claims I’m his

★(An Arabic romance series)★

© Biba writes (Do not copy or steal)

Chapter Three

Muleekat

I bit my lower lip in shame as I slowly lifted my gaze from the marble floor and landed on a handsome, Arabian, angry face.

‘Can’t you watch where you’re going’ he fired with his deep masculine voice which seemed hoarse..

‘Ohh, I’m sorry..’ I said as I tried to get back on my feet but I stumbled and fell again..

I heard him scoff before he spoke up ‘You are a woman, you should know how to walk, always watch where you’re going’ He fired and I lowered my gaze back to the floor..

I have finished at this moment, I feel so disgraced..

‘I’m sorry Sir’

‘I’m not asking if you are sorry or not, this is not like your country, we have strict rules and we don’t behave recklessly’ He said.

‘Sorry about the commotion your highness’ One of the men who I presumed were his guards said.

Wait, did I hear that right??…

Your highness??!!!…

‘Yallah’

It was then I got to see his clothes.

He was dressed in a long white robe which had another black robe on top with some gold stripes around the sleeves.

He was really a Royalty, but I’m sure he’s not the king…

I’ve seen the king on many social media platforms and I’m hundred percent sure he isn’t…

But I felt bad anyway, can you imagine a very handsome creature looking at you with disgust…

This is bad, really bad!!..

But who is he to ruin my first day at school??..

I still have fun catching pictures to take so who the hell is he??..

It was then I noticed people around me.

So they were witnessing this whole madness!!!..

I am so gone!!…

I stood up in shame and walked to nowhere in wobbly legs.

I could feel eyes on me, and I could hear some murmurs.

I have disgraced myself and my country, just look at how he insulted me.

”It’s like your country we have strict rules here” I recalled him saying.

I really don’t like that so-called Arabian Prince.

I finally sat on a small bench to catch my breath when two Arab girls came towards me..

I hope they are not here to make fun of me.

‘Salam, I’m Iqram and she’s Yasmin’ She said with a friendly smile as she stretched for a handshake..

‘Oh, Hi I’m Muleekat’ I said nervously shaking her hands..

One thing with me is that I get nervous around new things and even people…

🌷(Minutes Later)🌷

‘Well you are lucky he was in a good mood, if not you would be sent to the palace dungeon’ Yasmin said..

‘Why would he send me to his so-called dungeon??, he doesn’t have the right to do that I said and they burst into laughter..

I looked at them with slight annoyance, did I say anything funny..

‘Well, from the rumours, I heard that anyone who disrespects the king will be punished to be maid, and speaking of maid, A bed maid’ She said and I quickly covered my lips with my palms..

A bed maid??…

Seriously what is wrong with these Arabs???…

‘So you are international right, well the University doesn’t offer hostels for international students so I think you have to rent an apartment’ Iqram said..

‘You don’t have to worry, you can stay with me in my apartment’ Yasmin giggled.

‘Oh Yasmin, tell her already’ Iqram..

‘Um Miss Leeqat, can we take a pic, I really adore your dark African beauty’ she said..

Wait, like seriously… me???..

Dark!!!???…

I was called Oyinbo in my country because of my light skin color and now she says she loves my ‘dark African beauty’..

Snap out of it Muleekat!!…

‘Oh sure’ I said and we took some pictures…

‘My apartment is here, down that eatery, so when you are done, you are free to come’ Yasmin said..

Actually, I wanted to get an apartment of my own since I had cash, but then, I’m starving..

I need to get some food, although I had some on the plane..

I shoved my hands into my pocket as I walked down the streets..

It was so beautiful and organized, with no dirt on the road..

Shops side to side and even saloons!!..

They all looked well organized and I couldn’t help but wonder why my country isn’t like this..

I kept walking to find an open restaurant because most of them were closed…

I felt like someone was following me and I stopped to check..

They were some men walking briskly after me and my heart began racing..

What do they want from me???..

A part of my head was telling me to run and a part was stuck..

I finally began to run and a car stopped in front of me and I was dragged in..

I could remember squeaking like a mouse before blacking out..

💙 Princess Ruqqoyya 💙

‘Father, he wouldn’t even look at me I said with a pouted lip as I complained to my daddy..

‘Just have patience my dear’ he said taking a sip of his ginger tea..

‘Are you sure about this, I really want him’ I begged and I walked and sat towards him..

“You’re a Princess Ruqqoyya, you get everything you want.. my brother is pestering his son to get married, so now I will just have to convince him, don’t worry he said and he restored my happiness..

‘You’re the best Dad’ I said as I hugged him..

‘I love you too my child’

💙 Prince Nawaz 💙

I let out a sigh as I knocked on the door for the hundredth time..

‘Coming’ I heard.

Jace opened the door smiled at me before speaking up

‘whats up buddy’.

‘I just wanted you to accompany me t-‘ I stopped as I sighted a crying lady on his bed..

‘Who’s she’

‘Oh, she’s the dancer, trust me she’s hotter than she looks’ He grunted..

‘Take her back to the Dance house when you’re done with her..’ i said.

‘Fine, so what’s up’

‘I want you to accompany me to horse riding later I said.

‘Sure man’ he said grinning with his white teeth..

💙 Muleekat 💙

I woke up feeling a slight headache banging in my head.

‘she’s awake guys, time to have fun’ he said as he lurked forward..

It was then I recalled that I was kidnapped by them…

‘W…w .what are you doing’ I asked with a trembling voice..

‘Something tingling and pleasurable’ he said and he pushed me on the bed..

Soon, he was on the bed and was trying to undo the ties of my clothes..

I began to scream out seeking help…

He gave me blows to silence me but I proved stubborn…

He was about to do the worst when someone spoke.

‘Get off her!!!’

TBC.