A womanizing royalhole and a bookish prude: opposites attract…or natural-born enemies?
Uh-oh. Sheikh Tarif Al-Atassi used to walk past me all the time without really seeing me. But something’s changed.
The sinfully gorgeous sheikh now sees me as a challenge…
And in no time at all, I find myself enslaved by his touch, and begging wildly for his possession. But just when I start to believe in love, that’s when I’m arrested for treason…on the orders of Sheikh Tarif himself. And it hurts. It hurts so, so much to see the way he’s looking at me now.
Was all that we had nothing but a lie?