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Until he learned Azir’s plans for her, he couldn’t rest And so far, he hadn’t been able to learn anything except that Azir was definitely planning so

Abram would take them all down to keep her safe Jafar, Azir, the son of a prince, he’d see the in the dust if that hat it took to keep the evil infecting his father fro her

"I’ht to push back his anger as he ain

"Abraain as he moved to enter the castle

"What do you want, Jafar?" he questioned ier he couldn’t seeh hiht you and that American student you were friends with at the whore’s apartment?"

Abram’s lips thinned "She was no whore, Jafar"

They had been in A with cousins who had lived in DC Abram had met up with friends of Khalid’s and from there, had done his best to enjoy the ti himself with a fa two men into her body at the saly "In any culture, she is called a whore"

"Only in this one," Abram snarled "Now tell me what you want"

"Answer me first," Jafar told him "Do you remember?"

"I remember," Abra?"

Jafar’s lips thinned "I warned you about bringing your hungers froht them not just to your home, but to your wife"

"Don’t make me kill you, Jafar" Even now, more than ten years later, the e hiious police, Abram," Jafar warned him in return "Keep your depravities under control The battle we are involved in together, I prefer to win fairly"

"There is noattle," Abram assured him seriously, and as far as he was concerned, there wasn’t one There would never be one

Once Abraone If he hadn’t found a way to keep Paige safe fro’s emissary arrived, then he would simply take her and disappear until the bastard’s death

"There is always a battle between us, Abram," Jafar retorted "And I am impatient I may refuse to wait until the battle between you and your father has ended before I begin pushing for my own triumph"

Abra to figure out just what the hell he was talking about

"There is no battle between us, Jafar," he told hiain

Jafar chuckled "Tell that lie to the present your father has acquired for your early birthday present,to survive the es between you And I tell you once again, reave you ere sixteen, because Iin time to save you from the consequences of your own sins"

Abram felt ice race up his spine at Jafar’s words as the other man smirked back at hi he could, used every contact he had to ensure he had warning before it happened, not after

Fury began burning in the back of his head, engulfing his senses as he stared into Jafar’s eyes and read the truth there

Tension radiated through his body His ht, his fists clenching in rage A hard, warning sizzle began at the base of his brain as the red at the edges of his vision began to darken and push forward

Murderous, all-consue washed over him

"What has he done?" he snarled back at his cousin

Jafar’s gaze flashed hat could have been a reen orbs once again

"What he always does," Jafar answered hih, this time it may well be your final one"

5

She couldn’t believe this

There wasn’t a single article of clothing to be found in any of the four ared around the stone room There were sheets, throws, there were even pillows But there wasn’t a single shirt, pair of pants, or even a pair of socks … Would socks have been out of the damned question?

This was completely ridiculous The least they could have done was left her so the silk sheet between her breasts, she propped her hands on her hips and stared around the dim, sun-dappled room with a frown and narrowed eyes

Her mother had never really said ed to Azir’s first wife, Abram’s mother, Shahla, as Azir had named her Her actual name, as she had told Marilyn, had been Anna Bailey She’d been on vacation in Saudi Arabia with her family Her father had been an executive for one of the oil cole" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>