Royalty Gone Bad

Chapter 100: 100. Day One

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Saïda’s POV:

I turned in bed and opened my eyes. The sunlight from the balcony, almost blinding me. I stretched and

smiled, remembering where I was.

′Cancun.′

I stretched again and turned in search of Asahd. He wasn’t by me. I immediately sat up and rubbed my

eyes.

“Asahd??” I called but got no reply.

I opened my eyes again and looked around. I suddenly noticed the tray of delicious breakfast by the

bed. I smiled to myself.

′He’s the sweetest.′

-

After eating and freshening up, I left the room and went downstairs in search of my husband.

′It feels so good to refer to him as my husband.

It still seems unreal.′

The house was even more beautiful during the day. Asahd had opened all curtains and light shown in

beautifully from the outside.

I went towards one of the back doors. I stared out of the glass and spotted Asahd lying out on the

veranda, staring at the beach and water that were right below the little hill on which the villa was built.

I smiled and opened the door before stepping out. I approached him, but he didn’t notice. He had an

arm over his eyes, protecting them from the already hot morning sun, and relaxing. He was shirtless

and in nothing but a pair of stripped jeans, yet, he always managed to look good in the simplest

clothes.

“Hello, honey,” I said and he immediately looked in my direction.

His smile warmed my heart.

“My wifey,” he cooed, stretching both arms forward, and I giggled. I rushed to him and he wrapped his

arms around me, pulling me onto his lap. I immediately kissed him.

“I looked for you, the moment I woke up,” I muttered, kissing him again. I was so in love with Asahd.

“I woke up early and didn’t want to bother you,” he replied, caressing my cheek. I smiled at him.

“I saw the breakfast you made. You’re a darling. Thank you.”

He smiled back.

“Anything for you.”

I giggled and put my head on his chest.

“If you keep being this nice, I’ll have to lock you up forever,” I mused and he chuckled.

“Why?”

“So no one else tries to take you away from me,” I admitted with red cheeks. He smiled and kissed my

hand.

“I don’t need you to be nice. My love for you is enough reason to make me lock you up, so no one tries

to take you away from me,” he chuckled. “I realised I can go full psycho mode when in love and

jealous.”

I chuckled.

“So, you own me?” I mused.

“Hell yeah. I put in way too much effort and took many risks to get you. I’m definitely not letting you go,”

he smirked and lowered his head to peck me.

“Well, I’m not letting you go either,” I snuggled up against him.

Asahd’s POV:

I rubbed her back gently. She was just so soft and fragile.

While we lay comfortably, there was a sudden knock on one of the back doors and we sat up. I turned

and there was a man and woman in uniform at the door.

“Good morning, sir, ma’am. Welcome,” they said. I guessed who they were.

“Oh, good morning,” I stood and went to them.

“I’m the chef that will be in charge of cooking your meals and making the best cocktails for you,” the

man said.

“And I’m in charge of keeping the house, as well as your belongings, clean.”

“That’s good to know. Thank you. Will you be here from morning to night, or?” I asked.

“We’ll be coming at seven every morning and leave at seven PM, unless you request that we leave

earlier.”

“Alright, alright,” I smiled. “Forgive my manners. I’m Asahd Usaïd, and,”

I turned to Saïda and motioned her over. She joined me and greeted them.

“This is my wife, Saïda.”

“Welcome,” they smiled at her.

“Thank you.”

They eventually excused themselves and left. I turned to Saïda.

“Let’s go visit town, first,” I proposed with a smile.

“I agree.”

Saïda went to put her sandals on, and Asahd a shirt.

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Writer’s POV:

The couple drove through the beautiful Cancun in their open car. The place was beautiful. They were

completely surrounded by a body of blue/turquoise waters.

“Wow it’s so beautiful, Asahd,” Saïda cooed as they drove on a road that permitted them to see the

beautiful and populated beaches, all full of tourists like themselves.

“I agree.”

Saïda sure was happy. She put her head down on the top of the sport car’s door. It was an open car,

having no top. The wind blew in her hair and against her face. Mixed with the bright sun, it caused an

appeasing feeling in her.

She stared at the beautiful surroundings. The beaches, buildings, different tourists that walked about

town.

′This place is amazing.′

She turned to look at Asahd, who had his eyes on the road. She giggled a little and he glanced real

quick at her.

“What?” he mused, looking at the road again.

“You look so cool,” she chuckled. “Wind in your hair, open shirt and black shades. Movie star stuff.”

Asahd laughed.

“I know right,” he replied and she laughed too, rolling her eyes.

“You’re gonna make me feel proud,” she mused.

“Why? Because your husband is the coolest dude you know?” he said in a playful and proud manner.

“Mhm,” Saïda laughed and he joined her.

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Asahd made her visit a few beautiful sites, for tourists. They would visit all the others in the days to

come, but for their first day, they visited only two places.

They had a great time. Plus, the villa they had rented was owned by an hotel. One of the bests, there.

Just like all other clients of the hotel, they too were invited to the parties organised for tourists and other

fun activities.

That afternoon, after visiting fun places, they went to the main hotel and had lunch. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The hotel’s restaurant was very chic and full of tourists. They took a table and ordered.

“The heat out there, is crazy,” Asahd said, blowing his shirt.

“I know right. But there’s an AC in here. We’ll be feeling better soon. We just got here,” Saïda said.

“Right.”

“Can we go visit one of the beaches after this?” she asked with a smile.

“Public ones?”

“Yeah. Not to swim. Just to walk around and see,” she replied.

“Hmm. Okay. But right after, we go to the villa. We’ll swim and relax there, since you don’t want to do

so in public,” the prince mused.

Saïda smiled at him.

“You just want to see me in a bikini, don’t you?” she dared to ask.

“Heck yeah,” he smirked and leaned in closer on the table. “It’s not like I want to see you, honey. It’s

that I need to see you in a bikini, Saïda,” he looked at her in a manner that made the girl redden in

amusement and look around.

Asahd smiled and spoke again.

“Ever had sex on the beach?"

Saïda’s eyes widened a little and her cheeks burned even more.

“Asahd, Shhh. You could be heard,” she gasped. “And no I haven’t, and I won’t,” she mused.

“Too bad,” Asahd chuckled knowingly. “It’s one of the best cocktails. Wanted the chef back at the villa to

make one for you, so you taste it.”

Saïda froze in confusion and Asahd laughed.

“It’s– It’s a drink?” she asked naïvely.

“Yes, sweetheart,” Asahd laughed and Saïda shook her head in amusement.

“I thought you meant–” she watched him continue to laugh. “You’re so annoying,”

she mused, a little embarrassed.

“I’m sorry,” he chuckled and grabbed her hands on the table. “I just had to.”

“You’re a case,” she chuckled and shook her head.

“But for real,” he said and she looked at him. “You know I do plan on making love to you on the private

beach, one of these days. Right?”

“There’s no way, Asahd. It’s a no,” she gasped with a little laugh.

“We’ll see,” he smirked and her breath hitched. “This is our honeymoon, you can’t run from me.”

Goosebumps covered her skin in a sweet manner. She was going to speak but the waiter arrived with

their food.

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By evening, at around five PM, they finally returned to the house.

Asahd changed into his swim shorts and was about to leave the room. Saïda was in the bathroom.

“You coming?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

“Alright, I’m at the beach,” he replied and left.

Saïda’s POV:

I stared at myself in the bathroom’s huge glass.

“Oh my,” I stared at the tiny bikini I had on. “It almost covers nothing.” I gasped.

I turned and looked at my butt in it.

“And people wear this publicly?” I mused, a hand over my mouth. “I’m almost nude.”

The bottoms stuck to my ass and I pulled a little on them, hoping to make things better. Wrong. It stuck

right back to me.

′And everything Asahd bought for me, are exactly like this.′

I thought, checking myself out again.

′He’s so naughty.

-Yeah. But you like it.′

I blushed a little at my own thoughts. Though I wasn’t quite comfortable in a bikini, I wanted to see

Asahd’s look when he would see me in the one I was wearing.

“Time to go.”

I grabbed a large towel and completely wrapped myself in it.

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I went downstairs and met the employees leaving already.

“Already leaving?” I asked.

“Yes ma’am. Sir gave us the permission to. The food prepared is in the oven, for you to warm and eat

at night. I also brought some drinks down to your husband at the beach.” the chef explained.

“Oh alright. Thank you very much.”

“You’re welcome. Have a good evening ma’am.”

“Same to you. See you tomorrow.”

They left and I went behind and down the little hill.

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The moment I put my foot down on the beach, I could feel how hot the sand was.

I spotted Asahd in the water at a distance and so I headed towards him.

He’d put a beach cloth on the sand and there was a huge beach parasol, over it. Underneath were two

cocktail glasses and some ice. We were going to drink them after swimming.

“I’m waiting for you!” he called from the edge of the water. He was standing where the water went up to

his thighs.

I laughed a little and got closer to the water, where it covered only my feet.

“The hell is that, on you??” he asked, amused. “Take it off Saïda!”

I laughed and looked around to make sure we were really alone.

“I’m running out of patience!” he laughed from where he stood.

“Alright!” I giggled, slowly removing my towel.

I took it off completely and threw it far behind where the water wouldn’t touch it.

My cheeks were burning and my breath hitched when I looked at Asahd again, awaiting his reaction.

Asahd’s POV:

My dick stirred. Literally!

′Man, she is sexy. And mine.′

My eyes roamed over her body for long sweet seconds, my lips parted and my throat dry.

“So??” she giggled from a distance.

“Damn, I’m breathless! Come to me real quick cuz if I get to you on that beach, you can forget about

swimming. We’re gonna be doing something else.”

My heartbeat was already racy as I motioned her over.

Shy and blushing, she started approaching me, entering the water till she was in front of me. I

immediately wrapped her and glued my body to hers.

“The things you make me do, Asahd,” she murmured shyly

“The things you do to me, Saïda,” I replied and immediately kissed her.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing me deep in return. We moaned into each other’s

mouths, enjoying the sweet feeling.

I let my hands slide down her back to her ass. I was already very horny indeed.

I grabbed her and squeezed, making her gasp a little through our kiss.

“We’re definitely fucking tonight,” I whispered huskily, holding her tighter against me and rubbing my

growing boner against her abdomen. I could feel the goosebumps covering her skin.

“Oh gosh,” she giggled dreamily. “Your language shocks me every time.”

“You’ll get used to it,” I smirked and kissed her deeper. “There’s no way I’m not burying myself in you

after this. It’s going to be twice, tonight.”

she gasped a little.

“I’m done with,” she murmured and I chuckled.

“In a good way.”

“I know.”

She smiled, her cheeks even more red. I kissed her again. Seeing her in that bikini was a total turn on.

And I was going to hump her all the way, that night.