manhood, which was aroused as always. I swallowed hard and looked into his eyes with raw lust. Then he dived in the bed and forgot about everything else. It was just simply beautiful.
As the day wore on, I was keeping busy at the orphanage. The children and I were having a splendid afternoon. And when I asked the children if they wanted to go out and play, they all screamed at the same time with excitement. They loved it outside. The queen had made a playground for them that had everything a child could possibly dream of. It was there, as I was watching the children and pushing Natalie on the swing, that I noticed Billal walking toward the playground. He had a big smile on his face, and he looked dashing in his uniform. His eyes were gleaming as he walked up to me and greeted me with a kiss on my cheek.
“If only you were my wife and these were all our children and you loved me and not my cousin,” he teased, smiling from ear to ear, “I would be the happiest man alive.” He took over pushing Natalie’s swing.
Natalie turned her head and looked up at the prince with an adorable smile. I could not help but think how handsome he was. If I saw Billal first before I fell in love with Nidal, I could have easily fallen in love with him.
“I received your message this morning, and I was thrilled to find out that you had asked for me. So to what do I owe this pleasure to?” he asked with a twinkle in his eyes.
I was not sure how to approach the subject without alarming him in any way. I did not even know if he were loyal to me.
“Billal,” I said softly. I did not want the children to hear what I was about to say. “Are you loyal to me? Can I trust you?” My voice held no conviction.
Billal stopped the swing in midair, and he took Natalie off the swing and placed her gently down. “Natalie, go play with your little friends, and in a little while, I will come and join you.” He smiled down at her as he ruffled her hair.
Natalie did not even hear a single word he said. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she was halfway across the playground running to the slides. The prince turned to me, and our eyes locked.
“Am I loyal, you ask?” He looked taken aback from what I just asked him. “Have I ever given you reason to think I was not loyal to you?” he asked, clearly distressed.
I looked at him quietly for a few seconds before responding. I needed to catch my breath. He looked so good, standing there looking at me with a straight face. He was right. Billal was always a gentleman where I was concerned. But still, you could never be too careful.
“Have you ever given me reason to believe that you are loyal?” I replied.
Billal sighed. He put his hands on my shoulders, and I could tell he was clearly upset as he said hoarsely, “Loula, you can trust me, for I would lay down my life for you.”
“Billal,” I whispered in a choked voice, “I know you to be a decent man, but before I tell you anything, I need you to swear your oath to me.”
Billal made an agonizing sound. There was a shuddering tension about him, as if he were a hairbreadth from exploding. Then his grip relaxed, and he dropped his arms down to his sides. I could see how my words hurt him.
His voice sounded bitter when he delivered his next words. “I would have made your life happier had you chosen me instead of him,” he said bitterly. “I am a better man than he is, Loula.” Billal closed his eyes for a second, and when he opened them, he looked as if he were in pain. “I am loyal to you, Loula. Never ask me that again. Never doubt me again. It hurts.” This time, his voice sounded cool, sharp as crystal. “Trust me. I am a man of my word.”
“Billal, you are so melodramatic!” I accused him angrily. “I only wanted to make sure. That’s all.”
He drew his head back. His eyes were somber and held supreme confidence. “One day, you will regret choosing him over me. I am the real man that you need to quench your thirst.
As the day wore on, I was keeping busy at the orphanage. The children and I were having a splendid afternoon. And when I asked the children if they wanted to go out and play, they all screamed at the same time with excitement. They loved it outside. The queen had made a playground for them that had everything a child could possibly dream of. It was there, as I was watching the children and pushing Natalie on the swing, that I noticed Billal walking toward the playground. He had a big smile on his face, and he looked dashing in his uniform. His eyes were gleaming as he walked up to me and greeted me with a kiss on my cheek.
“If only you were my wife and these were all our children and you loved me and not my cousin,” he teased, smiling from ear to ear, “I would be the happiest man alive.” He took over pushing Natalie’s swing.
Natalie turned her head and looked up at the prince with an adorable smile. I could not help but think how handsome he was. If I saw Billal first before I fell in love with Nidal, I could have easily fallen in love with him.
“I received your message this morning, and I was thrilled to find out that you had asked for me. So to what do I owe this pleasure to?” he asked with a twinkle in his eyes.
I was not sure how to approach the subject without alarming him in any way. I did not even know if he were loyal to me.
“Billal,” I said softly. I did not want the children to hear what I was about to say. “Are you loyal to me? Can I trust you?” My voice held no conviction.
Billal stopped the swing in midair, and he took Natalie off the swing and placed her gently down. “Natalie, go play with your little friends, and in a little while, I will come and join you.” He smiled down at her as he ruffled her hair.
Natalie did not even hear a single word he said. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she was halfway across the playground running to the slides. The prince turned to me, and our eyes locked.
“Am I loyal, you ask?” He looked taken aback from what I just asked him. “Have I ever given you reason to think I was not loyal to you?” he asked, clearly distressed.
I looked at him quietly for a few seconds before responding. I needed to catch my breath. He looked so good, standing there looking at me with a straight face. He was right. Billal was always a gentleman where I was concerned. But still, you could never be too careful.
“Have you ever given me reason to believe that you are loyal?” I replied.
Billal sighed. He put his hands on my shoulders, and I could tell he was clearly upset as he said hoarsely, “Loula, you can trust me, for I would lay down my life for you.”
“Billal,” I whispered in a choked voice, “I know you to be a decent man, but before I tell you anything, I need you to swear your oath to me.”
Billal made an agonizing sound. There was a shuddering tension about him, as if he were a hairbreadth from exploding. Then his grip relaxed, and he dropped his arms down to his sides. I could see how my words hurt him.
His voice sounded bitter when he delivered his next words. “I would have made your life happier had you chosen me instead of him,” he said bitterly. “I am a better man than he is, Loula.” Billal closed his eyes for a second, and when he opened them, he looked as if he were in pain. “I am loyal to you, Loula. Never ask me that again. Never doubt me again. It hurts.” This time, his voice sounded cool, sharp as crystal. “Trust me. I am a man of my word.”
“Billal, you are so melodramatic!” I accused him angrily. “I only wanted to make sure. That’s all.”
He drew his head back. His eyes were somber and held supreme confidence. “One day, you will regret choosing him over me. I am the real man that you need to quench your thirst.
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