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The group’s spokes in the world of finance and politics co who flew out of the nest a fully grown vulture of the first order, and who ht tear me apart if I turnnohile I pursue this quest? And then there is Jalal, who is the ain “Jalal is too Zohaydan You are the perfect combination we need, if you’ll only take this more seriously”
“Like Rashid, youthis is all about what’s best for Azmahar? If he proves the better—”
“He isn’t,” anotheralliances beyond his supporters And Jalal has the kingdom’s top politico-econo hit Pause inside Haidar
There was only one person that could describe Roxanne
It was impossible “You are misinformed about Jalal Whichme”
“We have proof,” a third man said “Photos of Jalal with Roxanne Gleeson for the past s—”
His heat shot up “You’reher phone?”
The ht, and ill do anything to stop our adversary froe And with her on his side, he certainly has that over you and Rashid Not that we regret breaching her privacy It’s al him with information she has come by from her job here”
Haidar didn’t knohat he said, or how thecame to an end He found himself alone, paralyzed, in body and mind
Then in the nu, explaining it all
Roxanne was playing both of the Then she’d pick hiht secrecy would even serve her if Rashid took the throne She’d reood opinion to win an even bigger role While it would keep her options open with him and Jalal until she decided ould provide theup with a friend-turned-husband was one thing Dealing with so as hio for Rashid And she’d get hiht, she had the insider info she needed to pull Rashid’s strings
He pressed both pal voice The voice he now recognized
HisShe’d passed down to him the seeds of paranoia andto that voice had served him well in the cutthroat world of business It had deci to her He was done doubting Roxanne
He would ask her about Jalal And whatever she told him, it would be the truth
End of story
Haidar dived beneath the turquoise waters, surfaced with Roxanne wrapped around hi kisses that she reciprocated with enough ardor to turn the sea to stea love to her on the island, that hadn’t even begun to satisfy hiently bit her earlobe “Race led, nipped his chin “I have not turned into a dolphin yet You’d have the fish cooked by the time I catch up”
“But you are a saherah You can just use your ic”
Her eyes blasted hi’ seems to comprise most of what I say to you these days”
She did ic She made him feel craved, treasured to his last cell Just as he craved and treasured her