The Prince's Unwilling Lover (The Royals of Monaco, #1) by Leslie North Page A

her glass and drank from it. Malik gave her a sympathetic look and rubbed her hand.
    Halfway through dinner, Fiddah made a speech to thank all the donors. They had managed to raise a lot of money. She also informed them about future charity events. She delivered the speech with such poise and elegance. Everyone clapped their hands after her speech.
    Music filled the room and people started dancing. Sara got up to make her third trip to the bathroom within the hour. Tariq rubbed her back before she left. He turned his attention to Amir who was still holding Leylah.
    "I'll take her, you and Soraya go dance," Tariq said to Amir. Amir looked at him wondering what he was up to. "Ley," Tariq called out. She turned her head in his direction and smiled as she stretched out her arms toward him. He took her from Amir and kissed her. She smiled and touched his face.
    "She's so adorable," Soraya said as she smiled.
    "We can have an adorable one too," Amir said and winked at her. Malik and Soraya both frowned at him.
    "Slow down," Malik said. Tariq couldn't help but laugh. His brother's humour wasn't always warranted. Amir simply smiled and held out his hand to Soraya.
    "May I have this dance?" he asked her. She did not respond right away. She looked up, as if she was thinking about it. Amir kissed her on the cheek. "She always makes me work for it," he said before he helped her to her feet.
    "Hey, what are you doing?" Soraya said.
    "As if you don't want to dance."
    "I don't."
    "Lies."
    Snaking his arm around her waist, he guided her to the dance floor. Giving him a sour look, she placed one hand on his shoulder and the other in his palm. Their bodies moved to the rhythm. Amir was looking at her with such intensity. Being so close to her set him off. She was so beautiful and everything he wanted in a woman. He could not stay away from her.  
    Soraya avoided his gaze. She acted all tough but the truth was that she melted in his presence. She tried to hide it from him but she was not always successful.
    "What are you thinking about?" Amir whispered in her ear.
    "Nothing," Soraya replied.
    "You're thinking of me."
    "Absolutely not," she lied. All she could ever think about these days was him.
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    "S heik Amir, there is someone here to see you," the servant said.
    "Who is it?" Amir asked.
    "She would prefer to tell you herself."
    Amir raised an eyebrow, as it sounded rather dodgy. Sara looked up, she was suddenly curious. Why so cryptic? Amir motioned to have the guest join them in the courtyard. Sara's jaw dropped open when she saw the green-eyed woman from the restaurant. She was wearing a white silk camisole with a see-through lace back, high waist beige shorts and black shoes with red soles. Her hair was tied up in a high messy bun. Amir looked up, he recognised her immediately.
    He had not seen her for years and was not sure what kind of response to give. She stood in front of him and said, "Hello, Amir." Her voice was calm and seductive. Sara raised her eyebrows. Soraya and Aaliyah were looking at the green-eyed woman with curiosity.
    "Hello, Tariq," she greeted him. Sara whipped her head in Tariq's direction. His face wasn't expressionless for once. He looked awkward.
    "Hello," Tariq replied. Sara narrowed her gaze at him and returned her attention to the mysterious woman.
    "It has been a while," she said to Amir. He stood up to greet her, as he kissed her on both cheeks.
    "I trust you have been well?" Amir asked. She gave him a small smile.
    "How have you been, Tariq?" she asked. Sara was curious and uncomfortable. This woman was beautiful and the Botros brothers were completely awkward in her presence. Of course they would be, as she was beautiful. She also spoke to them informally, which meant that she was quite familiar with them.
    "He is fine," Sara answered and stood up from the table. The woman looked down at Sara. She was much taller than she was. "I am Sara, his wife," Sara added. The woman