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Love Untangled

I was roaming the palace halls, pretending to be a servant. My heart drummed when I first saw her. Jasmine’s cat-like green eyes haunted me from the moment that I had met her. The new maid in our Saudi palace was everything I had ever dreamed of; a body that made every man kneel, her intelligence was beyond imagination and her passion set my whole world on fire. Although I knew she truly loved me, her love for me was more like a game of push and pull. She did not wish to marry anyone, and certainly not me. Meeting Saphira back home in Malibu USA, had seemed like a welcome distraction. And although I resisted, we had deeply fallen. It was not something I could easily take back... Saphira was not everything that I had once dreamed of, and I certainly did not plan to love her. But I did regardless, irrevocably so. My name is Benjamin El-Raji Saud, Prince of Saudi Arabia. They say love wasn’t supposed to be easy, I know that now. The story of how our love became untangled, was messy and twisted and full of heart ache and betrayal. I truly did not know how our story would end, but is was ours. Which ship are you rooting for? #Shaphmin #Jazzmin #Shaphary #Benierra? #Saphlik?

Deborah_Pruijmboom · Urbain
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A little note

*Jasmine's POV*

I let out a big sigh and walked away from him. "Jazz, come on. You know I'm only kidding right?!" He called after me.

A few servants walked past us, with a shocked expression on their face. This wasn't helping my case in any way. Still, I didn't get why they were that shocked. It seemed a bit aggerating. "Bye Ben," I stated raising my voice a little. I heard him roar with laughter, as I started to run to the kitchen.

Out of breath, I held on to the kitchen counter. There were several cooks working, but I hadn't seen Rabia yet. "Who are you?" A woman asked, with deep brown chocolate eyes. She had a tiny figure. Her work-clothes were covered in what seemed to be flower. "I'm Jasmine," I smiled. "I've heard of you," she stated. "But you have never cared to spend time with the staf," She bluntly added, raising her nose up in the air.

I had been so busy with spending time with Ben. Nah, it wasn't like I spend time with him, it was rather like I spend time with knowledge. It just so happened to be that he possessed that knowledge, and he wanted to share this with me.

"I do spend time with Rabia," I said trying to defend myself. The woman made an irritated sound. "As a matter of fact, do you know where I can find her?" I asked using my most innocent voice. "She is at the maids sleeping hall, but I bet you have never been there, have you?!" she snapped.

"Thank you," I said still being polite. She was right, I had never been there. In all honesty, I never knew a maids sleeping hall existed. Raina had given me my own room in her palace wing. "Where can I find that hall?" I asked, hoping she would answer. "Basement," was the only word she managed to say.

I didn't have time to go wandering around the castle, because I promised Raina a movie and a snack. I found a basket and filled it with all kinds of snacks, and went back to Raina's chambers.

"What are we watching?" I asked as I unpacked the basket. "A fairytale called 'Beauty and the beast." She coughed a laugh. "My cousin has been going on and on about the lead character Belle, and how he admired her great mind, wanting to absorb every word written in books, as he stated." Raina rolled her eyes.

Then she sighed, all humor gone. "I wonder what is up with him lately. It's not like him to not visit me," she said folding her arms across her chest. "Strawberries and chocolate?" I asked, trying to distract her. It worked though. I braided her hair, while watching the movie. I smiled when I saw that the beast gave Belle the library.

When the movie had just ended, there was a knock on the door. I stood up and opened it. It was one of Raina's guards, handing me an envelope. In a reflex, I turned around to look at Raina, who wasn't paying attention. She was patting her Persian cat. "It is for you," he said in a low voice and left.

*Benjamin's POV*

I let my hand slide down her spine, intently looking into her eyes. She looked at me with burning desire.

I tilted her head, cupping her face with both of my hands, and let my nose gently explore her face. Her heart raced against my chest. Wanting her, I let go of one hand, only to grab her firm behind. In doing so, I pressed her thighs fiercely against mine. Her breathing accelerated.

Swiftly, I picked her up and carried her to my bed. Loosening my tie and unbuttoning my shirt, I relished in my view. I was hungry, I had been so darn hungry lately. My appetite for woman was never easily satisfied, but this last few weeks, I felt out of control.

I hovered over her and she started to move her body upwards, wanting to meet mine. I smiled at her. "Have me," she said eagerly. "No, not just yet, I whispered."

I took both of her hands and held them above her head. Curious, she followed each move.

Binding her hand with my tie, her eyes grew wide. "Your Highness," she gasped for air.

I bound her hands to my steal bed and lowered my face to hers again. I covered her body, resting on my knees, so she wouldn't get crushed by my weight. Her lips slightly parted inviting me in.

I kissed her cheek, slowly making my way to the hollow of her neck with my tongue. She moaned "Do you want me?" I breathed against her neck. "Y- Yes." She shivered.

I ran my hand over her body. I stroke her shoulder and traced her skin down to her full breast, cupping one of them and gently squeezed.

She slightly threw her head back and closed her eyes. I couldn't help but chuckle. I continued tracing her body and stopped at her belly button. I kissed her there and she started to tremble as I trailed down with my tongue.

While doing so, I kissed her inner thigh. She moaned uncontrollably. I rubbed and kissed her until her body gave her a release. "Your highness," she cried out.

I untied her and slipped out of my pants. While she sat on my lap, her lips crushed into mine with need. Our bodies synchronized in each movement, I closed my eyes. A green pair of eyes haunted me these last few weeks, spiking the hunger inside of me.

I couldn't stop thinking of Jazz. We both let out a final groan. I placed Nadine on my bed, and I stood up. I rubbed both of my hands through my hair. Would Jasmine have received the letter already? I turned my back to Nadine, who was still staring at me and walked into my shower.

Would Jasmine come tomorrow tonight? I wasn't sure. She was unlike any woman I had ever met. She was curious, intelligent, stubborn, and oh that smart mouth of hers. If only she knew who I was.

Would she still have the boldness to talk to me like that if she knew who I was?

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