Seduced By The Bad Boy Sheikh: A Royal Billionaire Bad Boy Romance by Sarah Croix Page B
Authors: Sarah Croix
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some painting done."
"What?" she asked, in shock. "Where are you going?"
"Back to Qumar," I said, looking at her but unable to meet her eyes. "Back to the Court."
"What about the Sultan? He just let you go back?"
"No, love," I said. Fuck, this part was going to hurt. "I've seen the light. He's letting me back and planning out who I'm going to marry."
If a ton of bricks could have hit that poor girl, they would have from the way she stumbled on her feet and fell back to sitting on the bed. "You're getting married?" she croaked.
"Afraid so," I said taking my duffel bag out and throwing the contents from the drawers and closet into it. "No helping it. Duty is duty."
The shock was replaced by anger in her eyes. I saw her get up. "But Aziz," she said, taking a step closer. I could see she was trembling. "What about us?"
I couldn't look her in the eyes. Damn it all to fucking hell. I couldn't do this. I loved this woman more than anything in my godforsaken life and I couldn't carry on like this.
"Aziz," she said, her voice sterner. I busied myself putting my shirts in the duffel bag. What the fuck was I doing? Hamid could come and do this for me. But it kept me from having to look at the creature in front of me that I adored. That I loved. "Look at me," she stated.
I stopped. Slowly I raised my head and looked over at her. Tears were brimming in her eyes. "Natalie, I can't," I said. "I can't stay here. You have no idea who and what I am. You have no idea what would happen. The massive shit storm that we would let loose."
"Aziz, last night..." she began.
"Last night was a mistake, love," I said cutting her off from saying anything more. I was already wavering and given half a word more I would have dropped everything and taken her in my arms. "This is the only way."
"What is so terrible about us being together?"
That was it. I couldn't fucking do it.
"There is nothing terrible about you, Natalie," I said sharply, looking at her. "Don't you ever say that. But look at me. Have you read a newspaper lately? Have you watched CNN?"
She remained silent. "And the worst part is, I would be okay if that were all. If all you had to put up with was Sheikh Player and Sheikh Hung and whatever the fuck they're calling me this week. That's all stuff you know. But it's what you don't know that'll destroy everything. But that won’t be it. You're not used to this life. You don’t know what you’ll face with the press, Natalie. Once the sharks in the media find out about us they'll tar you with everything I've done. Then, they'll drag your name through the mud. And once you know who I really am, you'll hate me. But by then, you'll have a better reputation being a porn star in Mexico than you will with me."
It wasn't sitting well with Natalie. "So that's what you think of me, huh?" she asked, angry, putting her hands on her hips. I moved over to get my War medals, journal and correspondence. "You think I'm some fragile little kitten you have to protect?"
"It's not that, love..."
This time she didn't let me finish. "And don't you fucking dare 'love' me. You think I don't know what you're doing? You think I never heard of your whole 'One and Done' little strategy?"
Daggers went through my heart as she continued, tears streaming down her face. "Where's my pair of diamond earrings, you fucking asshole? You think you're just getting to walk away and leave?"
I put everything in my duffel bag. I didn't look around to see if I had forgotten anything. I wasn't able to see straight, or think straight.
"Did the Sultan even banish you at all, Aziz?" she asked as I made for the bedroom door. "Or did you get it into your sick fucking head to come over and bang me? Is there a list of people who work for the Sultan and have kids that you go through? Regular sluts getting too boring for you?"
I couldn't take this and I couldn't see Natalie like this. I had all my shit packed and Hamid could come up and take it later. I had to get out before I
"What?" she asked, in shock. "Where are you going?"
"Back to Qumar," I said, looking at her but unable to meet her eyes. "Back to the Court."
"What about the Sultan? He just let you go back?"
"No, love," I said. Fuck, this part was going to hurt. "I've seen the light. He's letting me back and planning out who I'm going to marry."
If a ton of bricks could have hit that poor girl, they would have from the way she stumbled on her feet and fell back to sitting on the bed. "You're getting married?" she croaked.
"Afraid so," I said taking my duffel bag out and throwing the contents from the drawers and closet into it. "No helping it. Duty is duty."
The shock was replaced by anger in her eyes. I saw her get up. "But Aziz," she said, taking a step closer. I could see she was trembling. "What about us?"
I couldn't look her in the eyes. Damn it all to fucking hell. I couldn't do this. I loved this woman more than anything in my godforsaken life and I couldn't carry on like this.
"Aziz," she said, her voice sterner. I busied myself putting my shirts in the duffel bag. What the fuck was I doing? Hamid could come and do this for me. But it kept me from having to look at the creature in front of me that I adored. That I loved. "Look at me," she stated.
I stopped. Slowly I raised my head and looked over at her. Tears were brimming in her eyes. "Natalie, I can't," I said. "I can't stay here. You have no idea who and what I am. You have no idea what would happen. The massive shit storm that we would let loose."
"Aziz, last night..." she began.
"Last night was a mistake, love," I said cutting her off from saying anything more. I was already wavering and given half a word more I would have dropped everything and taken her in my arms. "This is the only way."
"What is so terrible about us being together?"
That was it. I couldn't fucking do it.
"There is nothing terrible about you, Natalie," I said sharply, looking at her. "Don't you ever say that. But look at me. Have you read a newspaper lately? Have you watched CNN?"
She remained silent. "And the worst part is, I would be okay if that were all. If all you had to put up with was Sheikh Player and Sheikh Hung and whatever the fuck they're calling me this week. That's all stuff you know. But it's what you don't know that'll destroy everything. But that won’t be it. You're not used to this life. You don’t know what you’ll face with the press, Natalie. Once the sharks in the media find out about us they'll tar you with everything I've done. Then, they'll drag your name through the mud. And once you know who I really am, you'll hate me. But by then, you'll have a better reputation being a porn star in Mexico than you will with me."
It wasn't sitting well with Natalie. "So that's what you think of me, huh?" she asked, angry, putting her hands on her hips. I moved over to get my War medals, journal and correspondence. "You think I'm some fragile little kitten you have to protect?"
"It's not that, love..."
This time she didn't let me finish. "And don't you fucking dare 'love' me. You think I don't know what you're doing? You think I never heard of your whole 'One and Done' little strategy?"
Daggers went through my heart as she continued, tears streaming down her face. "Where's my pair of diamond earrings, you fucking asshole? You think you're just getting to walk away and leave?"
I put everything in my duffel bag. I didn't look around to see if I had forgotten anything. I wasn't able to see straight, or think straight.
"Did the Sultan even banish you at all, Aziz?" she asked as I made for the bedroom door. "Or did you get it into your sick fucking head to come over and bang me? Is there a list of people who work for the Sultan and have kids that you go through? Regular sluts getting too boring for you?"
I couldn't take this and I couldn't see Natalie like this. I had all my shit packed and Hamid could come up and take it later. I had to get out before I
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