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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 · Urban
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175 Chs

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*Benjamin's POV*

I could no longer hold this back for her. 

Jasmine had every right to know that I was unfaithful to her and she had every right to leave me.

I was sober now, so I had no excuse. 

I sat before her, on one knee. Jasmine was still unaware of what was happening, and I had a hard time getting the necessary words through my lips. 

"Ben… I will never leave you." She sighed. "Come on.. get up… " she said touching my face. 

I could not. "Habibie," I breathed. My hands trembled. I was going to lose her right now. "I have kissed her," I blurted out. 

Jasmine raised her eyebrows, her huge eyes seemed like they were going to pop out of their sockets. 

"You kissed who?" Jasmine said in a very scary calm tone. I did not dare to look at her, as I pronounced her name. "Saphira," I shrieked in a high pitched tone.