N'DJAMENA, CHAD.

"I'm leaving for my room and don't come in now or you might see something you can't resist. And you'll have to sleep uneasily the whole night." She released a naughty smile then ambled to her room all the while boiling in anger.

What he's said hasn't wore off till then, she don't have the energy or she would've made his night as uncomfortable as she could. The man had the nerve to say nothing could turn him on from her body? He doesn't know what he is getting himself into but she will give him time, she will take him unforeseen.

She hates sharing her bedroom nor her bed, no, she hates sharing her apartment in general. If the rooms don't have their bathrooms, she wouldn't have allowed them to grace their presence in her sacred place. There is just this nice bone in her body when he asked her for place to stay as he looked kind of helpless then but she is fucking regretting that. Being nice always comes with a price, she always had to pay whenever she acts nice this is for now.

The guy knows how to get to her skin without moving a muscle, she don't understand it. She wants to hate him and she can't like him either since his mere name makes her shriek in anger. Her peace of mind is already buried deep six feet underground after she got married to the infuriating Alpha male. But then again, he should be ready because when she hauls and strikes her own part, he won't like it one bit. She is just tolerating him for now but she will show him just who she is.

She changed into sand dollar pajamas which is trousers and a shirt cotton. She loves sleeping in cotton during winter because it keeps her warm, the winter is yet to get in deeper so she could add some socks for now before she change her quilt. But is she going to stay there when she is married to a Nigerian Royal man? She refuse to be the other woman in another country, she will follow him.

"I can't see anything I can't resist." The damn man can't keep his mouth shut and that alone ruined her moment with winter.

"Let me remove the clothes so you can see." She lift the shirt by her fingers but didn't move it an inch watching as he narrowed his eyes and settle on the bed.

Her bed, on the side she likes sleeping on.

"You can't sleep on that side. Take up the other side or leave this room right this instant." She stand atop him with her hands akimbo but he didn't move an inch instead let out a silent mature huff, yup, mature one.

"Good night." Was all he said so she took the light bed lamp from the bedside drawer and hit him hard on the back eliciting a loud groan from him. This time, the groan is no mature, it was filled with pain which means he has sensitive skin.

"Serves you right huh? Now fucking move to the other side or I hit you harder and if you try any shit, I will call the police and not hesitate to have you arrested. Powerful or not, I have my way." She threatened, her eyes landing on his perilous glare and she won't lie about this, it makes her shiver a little which is something Suhayr has never done, not even when a soldier pointed a gun at her skull trying to blew her brains out.

"If you dare hit me again, I will make your night a nightmare." Maybe he even bit his tongue due to how hard he is gritting his teeth in utter fury. Serves him right!

"Having to spend the night with you is already a nightmare, fucker. Now don't threaten me in my own home or I will make you regret meeting me." She gave her own vicious glare not to look intimidated, the man is so hazardous looking.

"Fuck you!" He almost yelled but it muffled into the pillow while she laugh at his childish antics.

"Do you want to?" She teased, getting more comfortable on the bed but it feels different tonight. She is aware of his presence, the heat from his body roll off in waves crashing into her even though he is not in the quilt with her. His presence is strong, it makes her do those snakelike movement like a python.

"Over my dead body." She laughed blowing a lousy kiss at him hearing his low groan of annoyance. She is too tired to continue arguing so she lie down to sleep but then she felt him abruptly sit up as though she just injected him with some venomous poison.

"Hey, I forgot to tell you. We leave for Nigeria tomorrow and my grandmother wants us to do everything as per our tradition. That is the only way to help me close the mistake of marrying without letting them know..." He continue to explain while she kept quite and listen to everything step by step.

It feels like she is getting herself into a whole new trap.

"Woah, I will try my best." She let out an exasperated breath then lie back to let the sleep take her. All those words should disappear or she goes crazy little by little.

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Suhayr awoke with a yawn, moving her arms around then threw her hands to the side only to come up with the feel of something other than her bedsheets. She furrowed her brows afraid of what is happening then she remembered that she is now married and her so called husband is there on the bed with her because his so called friend won't sleep with him. She groaned knowing she had to take more of those headaches from him.

She gaze at him from his brows, taking in how they are miserably sitting while waiting for them to be plucked so he can look more beautiful down to his long lashes. His fair skin looks so smooth that it makes her jealous, she usually uses face masks at nights or morning to keep her smooth soft face while his looks natural. His lips that are way pinker than hers are pink though dry, she is just too jealous. She narrowed her eyes to the pout his lips created, he looks like a kid.

Adorable kid. No, not adorable, grotesque.

In anger and annoyance, she use her whole strength to push him off the bed hearing the groan of pain she pretend to be asleep. She heard him standing up, cursing under his breath but she didn't take off her façade of sleeping. She knows how to pretend to be sleeping, it always works with her foster mother, Tasneem and Hakim so she did it now too. Maybe, just maybe he is also clueless about the paces of her breathing to find out about the scenario.

"Even when she sleeps she acts like a bitch. I don't know how I can fucking keep up with her. Dammit!" He cursed his words fading away little by little all the while taking in all the resistance of wanting to jump on him and punch the living daylight out of him.

It's not the first time he's cursed her neither will it be the last but it annoyed her that she is sleeping but he has the right to curse her, in her own room, in her own home. Hearing his footsteps fading out of the room, she opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling while thinking about what they'd talked about the night before about the tradition that will take place in his homeland after they arrive which is unfortunately that day.

He's told her what happened between him and his grandmother which means she needs to stand up and start packing her clothes too. There is so much for her to do that day which is why lazying on the bed seems to be much easier than the thought of what she should do after she stands up. Can she even take a new place named Nigeria and not to forget, A palace for that matter? She's heard about how royalties always live with their hearts in their nails afraid of who is to poison them and who wants them dead.

She does not like this kind of life neither had she thought about it before proposing.

And about her best friend too, she hasn't told her a thing about her marriage and her sudden move to Nigeria. She is going to pay hell for keeping such information away from her for the whole day so with that thought, sudden determination rush through her and she made her way to the bathroom to get dressed. She needs to come clean to her best friend who she hasn't talked to the whole yesterday, that is not something that Tasneem keeps up.

The girl calls her every single day to check up on her though Suhayr can't bring herself to do that, she doesn't want to look too attached, it is not her style. Some people might think she don't return back same energy Tasneem gives but she understands where she is coming from so she is never worried about it. No one could cope up with Suhayr as a friend except for Tasneem and Hakim, everyone gets fed up of her unique way of showing love and she stopped trying all together.

She's never tried getting more friends than necessary. It's always classmate, seatmate, neighbour, schoolmate or teammate. Never friends to begin with, they can't take her bitchy side and she is always a bitch twenty four seven. Her foster mother would always tell her to be a little nicer, maybe then, she will have more friends and life would be easier. She doesn't think so!

Friends don't make life easy, that is just a bland saying to feel in the gap of defending friends. To her, friends are bunch of ants waiting for the sugar that she possess then they'd strike with no mercy. If you have many friends, then think about your enemies and see what difference they have. Amongst hundred percent, maybe one of them is the real genuine one and that is someone you never expect. The ones closer to you are much more of enemies than the ones keeping their distance.

After taking a bath, she made her way to her wardrobe which she is supposed to empty but she needs her best friend at that moment. Her words are enough to make her feel more determined that is after she finished hitting her for not inviting her to her wedding.

Removing a cantaloupe maxi dress with scoop neckline and cuffed sleeves, she made her way to the dressing mirror to apply some makeup. Not wanting to ruin her face early in the morning, she apply some lip gloss and kohl to make her eyes pop out more. Adding some stud diamond earrings, she took a black veil and slippers without a bag then left the room. She found Sa'eed and his friend sitting in the living room eating breakfast which they ordered probably. She can't smell food in her kitchen nor does she have such ingredients.

"I'm going to go see my best friend. Anyone of you coming?" She wanted to stay to have breakfast but she doesn't have much time to spend with them. They are not even dressed so she is going alone.

"Nope, safe journey." Mu'adh was the only one who replied while Sa'eed still looks to be angry about her throwing him off the bed. She laughed recalling his reaction when it happened.

"Why is that thing grumpy?" She laughed again lowly but when he glowered at her, she sobered to not let herself out.

"Fuck off!" She left laughing out loud while thinking that living with him won't be so bad except for the fact that they can't stand each other.

Upon arriving at Tasneem's home, she didn't bother knocking or ringing the doorbell but went straight to her room. She found the girl face on the pillow and she looks like she has been crying in the pillow as she always does when she doesn't want to wake her sister Thuraiya or mother. Gently with flummoxed emotions webbing around her, she takes in her friends shoulder moving violently. Woah, she is now surprised instead of giving her her own surprise.

"Hey, bitch!" She greeted mildly, taking her friend's shoulders in her hands to give her an awkward hug while patting her back. "What is wrong?" She asked after few minutes and her cries kind of subsided a little.

"Hakim, he doesn't like me." She wailed making Suhayr's eyes to widen in astonishment but also puzzlement since she didn't tell her she was going to go talk to him the day before. She thought she was going to keep it for awhile but she forgot who her friend is, she is just like her.

They don't like hesitating when it comes to what they want. They don't think, they always do!

"That is his fucking loss please. Who does he think he is to reject you like that? He dare did that?! God, I need to go get his balls and feed it to those public dogs." Suhayr cried and she is really angry about it. He could've at least lead her on for a while then tell her they can't work out as anything more than friends but no, he rejected her.

"I want to forget about him. I've been crying since yesterday, I'm done staying here. Let's go explore!" Tasneem whispered with that determination she's terminated but there is this hurt and betrayal in her voice that surprisingly touched Suhayr in more ways than she thought it would.

"Please don't kill me after I tell you this," Suhayr took deep breaths, she needs to break this soon, the longer she waits the more guilt eats her up. "I am married!" She closed her eyes waiting patiently to hear something, anything but she heard nothing so she peeked to see if she hasn't fainted due to surprise.

"You are always a bitch but not crazy bitch but that is not an excuse. We should start planning out where we should go." Tasneem finally commented after she finished staring hard at Suhayr for talking like some lunatic.

"I'm serious, Tasneem. Here, take a look at these pictures." She pushed the phone to her friend's eyes to confirm it so she won't have to talk much. She hates narrating that story but she had to.

"Are you fucking serious right now? You got married to this hunk? When the fuck that happened?! You didn't even think about inviting your best friend you female dog!" Tasneem cries staring at the pictures slowly as if she is thinking of ways to kill Suhayr.

She is so dead, as soon as she is done fangirling!

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