Chapter Thirty-Three

“I have heard a great deal about you, from my fiancée, she speaks highly of you.” Ziza knew that wasn’t the entire truth but she commended him for his courteousness.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, your Highness.” These two were faker than the Abibbas sneakers in her wardrobe. All she could was alternated her wide gaze between their conversation.

“Do you mind if I have a word with Aziza...in private?” Asked Rafiq. That sobered her up fast.

“Actually you can say whatever you want to say in front of Ferran. I trust him!” The last thing she wanted was to be anywhere with him...in private. Again. Besides, she already had plans and Ziza had a feeling Rafiq was up to something.

“Alright,” he said through clenched teeth.

“I was going to ask you to accompany me to lunch, before I head back to the office. I think we have some important matters to discuss.”