The Sheikh's Kidnapped Bride (The Sharqi Sheikhs Series Book 3) by Leslie North Page A
Authors: Leslie North
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Especially when they buy something with our logo on it.”
“I see,” she murmured, stepping inside as he held the door open for her.
She stopped and he could tell she was immediately pleased with how organized and happy the atmosphere seemed. She was drawn to a display showing necklaces and bracelets. “These are lovely.”
Mahil nodded, “They are made by the locals.” He reached out, selected a necklace with green beads, and secured it around her neck, “Beautiful.”
Carolyn touched the necklace, looking into the small mirror and loving how it looked lying against her skin, but then she remembered she didn’t even have her purse here with her. She reached to remove the necklace, saddened that she would be unable to buy the trinket to remember her time here in Al-Sarid.
Mahil captured her hands, bringing them down between them, “Why are you taking it off?”
“It’s lovely, it really is. But I can’t buy it.”
“I haven’t asked you to. The necklace is for you, habibti. A present from me to you.”
Carolyn shook her head, “I can’t accept it.”
“You can and you will, Cara. Because I wish it.”
Carolyn capitulated and found herself being led out the side door of the small gift shop, “Where are we going now?”
“A different route back to the palace.”
“Palace? You call the place you live a palace?” She’d seen the luxury inside, but she’d only spent a few moments looking at the outside. “Exactly what is a Sheik?”
Mahil took her arm and led her towards a stone staircase that led up into the foliage, “I am Sheik of this region. It is similar to a ruler – or a mayor. Except that, I have ultimate final say. Over everything.”
Carolyn didn’t tell him how egotistical that made him sound, too astounded by how much power he actually had here in Al-Sarid.
She let him lead her up the stairs, glad when they finally reached a small area that was mostly horizontal. A variety of wildlife including birds and monkeys lived in the trees of the jungle area they were walking through, but even though there were no cages, none of the animals attempted to do them harm. It’s as if they know they are in a safe place.
Carolyn followed him, and thirty minutes later found herself descending the final staircase that stopped at the far side of the palace. “Here we are, back where we started from.”
Carolyn smiled and told him, “I’m glad we didn’t have to get back on that camel. Honestly, I can’t believe how sore I am after that walk.”
Mahil looked at her and then slowly smiled, “Come with me. I know just the thing.”
Chapter 9
Carolyn followed Mahil as he led her around the side of the palace. They walked through various courtyards, past columns of marble and gardens filled with fragrant flowers that reminded her more of a tropical paradise than a desert-ridden wasteland.
“Where are we going?” she asked him a few minutes later. They had come to a stop near a wooden gate.
Mahil smiled at her and then pushed the gate open, revealing a luxurious garden oasis. A large clam-shaped pool of water was situated in the middle of the garden, surrounded by palm trees, ferns, and flowering plants that perfumed the air.
The water entered the pool from a small waterfall, adding a soothing array of sound to the area that immediately calmed her spirits.
She walked forward, feeling like Eve in the Garden of Eden, “What is this place?”
“It is called a paradise pool. Most palaces have such a place where one can relax in the mineral water and soothe their tired bodies and minds. Come and take a swim.”
Carolyn looked at the inviting water and then shook her head, “I need a bathing suit.”
“No you don’t. Besides, you just rip up the clothing I give you.”
Carolyn blinked at his verbal jab and then watched in part horror and fascination as he summarily stripped in front of her. He removed his shirt, revealing a chest devoid of hair, tanned, and well-muscled.
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“I see,” she murmured, stepping inside as he held the door open for her.
She stopped and he could tell she was immediately pleased with how organized and happy the atmosphere seemed. She was drawn to a display showing necklaces and bracelets. “These are lovely.”
Mahil nodded, “They are made by the locals.” He reached out, selected a necklace with green beads, and secured it around her neck, “Beautiful.”
Carolyn touched the necklace, looking into the small mirror and loving how it looked lying against her skin, but then she remembered she didn’t even have her purse here with her. She reached to remove the necklace, saddened that she would be unable to buy the trinket to remember her time here in Al-Sarid.
Mahil captured her hands, bringing them down between them, “Why are you taking it off?”
“It’s lovely, it really is. But I can’t buy it.”
“I haven’t asked you to. The necklace is for you, habibti. A present from me to you.”
Carolyn shook her head, “I can’t accept it.”
“You can and you will, Cara. Because I wish it.”
Carolyn capitulated and found herself being led out the side door of the small gift shop, “Where are we going now?”
“A different route back to the palace.”
“Palace? You call the place you live a palace?” She’d seen the luxury inside, but she’d only spent a few moments looking at the outside. “Exactly what is a Sheik?”
Mahil took her arm and led her towards a stone staircase that led up into the foliage, “I am Sheik of this region. It is similar to a ruler – or a mayor. Except that, I have ultimate final say. Over everything.”
Carolyn didn’t tell him how egotistical that made him sound, too astounded by how much power he actually had here in Al-Sarid.
She let him lead her up the stairs, glad when they finally reached a small area that was mostly horizontal. A variety of wildlife including birds and monkeys lived in the trees of the jungle area they were walking through, but even though there were no cages, none of the animals attempted to do them harm. It’s as if they know they are in a safe place.
Carolyn followed him, and thirty minutes later found herself descending the final staircase that stopped at the far side of the palace. “Here we are, back where we started from.”
Carolyn smiled and told him, “I’m glad we didn’t have to get back on that camel. Honestly, I can’t believe how sore I am after that walk.”
Mahil looked at her and then slowly smiled, “Come with me. I know just the thing.”
Chapter 9
Carolyn followed Mahil as he led her around the side of the palace. They walked through various courtyards, past columns of marble and gardens filled with fragrant flowers that reminded her more of a tropical paradise than a desert-ridden wasteland.
“Where are we going?” she asked him a few minutes later. They had come to a stop near a wooden gate.
Mahil smiled at her and then pushed the gate open, revealing a luxurious garden oasis. A large clam-shaped pool of water was situated in the middle of the garden, surrounded by palm trees, ferns, and flowering plants that perfumed the air.
The water entered the pool from a small waterfall, adding a soothing array of sound to the area that immediately calmed her spirits.
She walked forward, feeling like Eve in the Garden of Eden, “What is this place?”
“It is called a paradise pool. Most palaces have such a place where one can relax in the mineral water and soothe their tired bodies and minds. Come and take a swim.”
Carolyn looked at the inviting water and then shook her head, “I need a bathing suit.”
“No you don’t. Besides, you just rip up the clothing I give you.”
Carolyn blinked at his verbal jab and then watched in part horror and fascination as he summarily stripped in front of her. He removed his shirt, revealing a chest devoid of hair, tanned, and well-muscled.
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