STILL HIS LEGAL WIFE

SYNOPSIS

Rashid Zadir, a billionaire CEO and the heir to the throne of Al Zayed, the ever ruthless and possessive Prince. He knows what belongs to him, and yes... Janelle Parker belongs to him.

Rashid would make sure he doesn't only take her as his, but break religion to make sure, she sticks to him forever.

Rashid suffers untold loathe from his mother and younger brother, they detest him so much, with reasons best known to them

Will their marriage be their doom, with both families standing in between their hallway of happy ever after?

How mentally and physically strong is he to make sure his marriage and his birthright, doesn't go down the lane?

BLURB

The passionate night, the enflamed and ignited passions of her night, everyone wants to hear the story of my first night, with my passionate prince and my lover turned husband....

I Janelle Parker, do not want to leave you in the dark, I am also anxious about the maybe not fuelled passionate night.

Don't they say after you have toiled and fought for one thing you ever wanted, then maybe you should start enjoying the spoils?.

Probably, I don't know why everything is different in my case, I'm stressed out. My pasts are haunting me, I am trapped in my own little world and there's no one to save me, but me.

My lover has kept me in arms length, even still living under the same roof, sharing the same bed, we have become strangers within few minutes.

I am broken.

EXTRACT FROM THE STORY

I am sitting in the room, dressed in a very sexy outfit, waiting for my lover, Rashid, today is going to be our wedding night, God knows how much I have been waiting for this night to come, the handle of the door opens, bringing me out from my wild, deep thoughts.

I look up, it's Rashid, my face brightens up, if I was fair, I am so sure my face would have turned tomatoe red, he pause in his track as his gaze lingers on me....

"Won't you tell me how beautiful I look?", I voiced out as a strike a sexy pose on the bed..

I smiled and got up from the bed, walking towards him in what I would call a seductive step, only that he wasn't giving me the go ahead, signal.

Although his gaze was unwavering and he was pointedly staring at me, I could guess his thoughts were zeroed in on something else, yet I didn't keep that from walking towards him and giving him quite a show.

Finally I stood in his front, I raised myself on my toes, to get a better view of those sensual lips of his and just when I closed my eyes to plant my lips on his, he stopped me.

Damn....., Rashid never stopped me from seducing him, he was always gamed in on me, I mean he always looses control of himself whenever I was around him or try into get the edge off him.

He pushed me slightly, not too hard not too rough and neither too soft, I stumbled back slightly, confusion and surprise blanketing my facial expression.

"Babe what is it?", I questioned.

"You had a rough day at work?, Surely I would help soothe your stress off, but please let me do this and you came back from work quite so late, is anything wrong?", I continued.

I guess he had a very bad day at work.

He placed his hands on my shoulder and urged me to sit down on the glass desk beside his drawer, his room being magnificently enormous and extremely spacy and gorgeous, I could say it's like my parent's sitting room, back in Jamaica.

Don't get me wrong though, our sitting room is quite big, very big though, but for crying out loud, I am talking about a room, it's just too big.

He crouched down to knee level and looked up at me, I wondered why he was suddenly acting so strange this night.

"We are supposed to be on the bed, consummating our marriage and you are here, or maybe you want to start by giving me heads?", I teased, the naughty side of me taking the better part of me.

He didn't smile back, he didn't laugh, just this expressionless face.

"Babe, you don't want to talk?", I ask as I arch a brow.

He took a deep breathe, his nostrils flared, his hold on my calves of my leg tightened, I don't know but all the bodily movements, told me for sure, that something is definitely wrong.

His lips parted and went close, I was eager to hear what he has for me, what he wants to say, what had really been eating him up, so I could know where to start.

"What do you do, when you find out your spouse has been messing around behind your back?", he finally says....

And within minutes, his stare goes cold and dark, "So maybe all the Innocent acts was all played, you are nothing but a deceptive little cunt, I loved you...., but right now!!!, I detest you with everything in me....", he bawls.

I held my breathe, or maybe I didn't even want to breathe, my thoughts are in disarray, I am confused, what have I done..... this wasn't the night I had envisioned, I let the tears slip down my eyelids, I am broken.

WEDDING NIGHT

Here I am seating on our bed, ohh yes, our matrimonial bed, which belongs to I and my Rashid, God knows how much I have been waiting for this day to come, to finally be one with him.

To make sure that we go through the marriage rites and don't go against any one, we weren't to have sex not even after our wedding ceremony, but two days after our wedding.

Although I have been waiting for this day to come, my hands keeps trembling and my heart keeps hammering in my chest, "Allah", I sighed.

Ohh yes, it's Allah, I had given up everything for him and if I could give more, I would have done so, Rashid Zadir means a whole lot and more to me and there was no way to appreciate him for his undying love for me, if not by giving up most of my dreams for him, if not all.

The bed was dressed in what I would say a very expensive immaculate white sheet, it was going to be shown to the Royal Household after the night to show my once virginal status.

No one should ever call that 'barbaric', as long as I am not complaining about it, you should not also complain about it.

I was dressed in a very sexy outfit, of course what else would I wear?, The Roman Catholic Reverend Sisters dress...., ohh no.

I was meant to take a very long, long bath, which was added with spices, perfumes and myrrh, I wondered why they termed this virginity of a thing so special.

If I had met Rashid earlier, maybe when I was sixteen, seventeen or eighteen years, my virginity would have been a long forgotten term by now, or just maybe it was my parents....

My thoughts were cut short when a lady I have grown to like came in.

"More perfumes for you, my princess", she takes a bow of her head.

The woman who just came in whose name is Miss or Mrs Aamina, I really don't know for now if she is married or not, but I could say she is interesting to be with.

Secondly, I heard... okay maybe I never heard that, but rather I was introduced to everyone staying here, and from what they said to me, she....., Mrs Aamina is the personal maid to the scary Queen.

"It's Janelle please, I should not remind you again", I teased, I didn't want the princess title, I haven't gotten used to it and I don't ever think I would get used to it, I just want my usual name, Janelle, or rather, Mrs Janelle as the case may be.

I smiled to myself, how someone's status could easily change not just being from Miss to Mrs, but also from an ordinary Janelle, to Princess Janelle, forget the blah, blah, blah, which keeps emitting from my mouth, but I really don't like the Princess stuff, you are being treated like you could break anytime and you would never be given a chance to do anything by yourself.

"Maybe you would come off it and accept the fact that you would one day be the Queen of Al Zayed, I would say you better start liking the idea of being called ' My Princess ', so as not to cause stirs from the people", Aamina advices as she hands over the bottle of perfume to me, which I hastily collect from her.

I brought the top of the bottle to my nose and the fragrance caught up to my nose, it was intoxicating and very very nice.

"So, where is this from, it smells so nice, it isn't puking like the one I had for my bath, it wasn't that bad.... but, the combination of the three agents was just so bad, is this one made from Tokyo or Pakistan like the others?", I teased, but really my bath this evening had me scrunch up my face in disgust.

"It's an Indian made, very expensive, right now the product is limited, it would cause a stir if it was used by an ordinary person, but since it's for the Royalties, it isn't something that would make people to talk just so much", Aamina says.

"Ohhh, I see", I replied.

"Do you by any chance know by what time he would be back?", I ask.

"Ohh no, I don't, the departure and arrival of any of the royalties isn't something one sits down and brings up as a topic of discussion, even while you both were coming back, we never knew, the Emir and my mistress might have a knowledge about it, but we the workers, we neither hear nor talk, we only see", she says.

I nodded my head and shifted on the bed.

"I heard something about Rashids' brother, Ma- Madok", I stammer, not exactly knowing or even remembering the name.

"It's nothing, My Princess, I think I would get going, do have a wonderful night rest", Aamina says in a rush before hastily heading out of the room.

I clicked my tongue, maybe it wasn't all true, but anyways what was my business, I shrugged it off.

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I think I lost count of time as I slept off waiting for Rashid, I heard deep breathing and slightly thick footsteps in the room, that was what woke me up.

I sat up slowly on the bed and yawned, adjusting the position of my sexy and enticing outfit.

"Babe", I cooed, Rashid was standing near the window, his unmistakable and unwavering gaze on me.

I smiled and got up from the bed, walking towards him in what I would call a seductive step, only that he wasn't giving me the go ahead, signal.

Although his gaze was unwavering and he was pointedly staring at me, I could guess his thoughts were zeroed in on something else, yet I didn't keep that from walking towards him and giving him quite a show.

Finally I stood in his front, I raised myself on my toes, to get a better view of those sensual lips of his and just when I closed my eyes to plant my lips on his, he stopped me.

Damn....., Rashid never stopped me from seducing him, he was always gamed in on me, I mean he always looses control of himself whenever I was around him or trying to get the edge off him.

He pushed me slightly, not too hard not too rough and neither too soft, I stumbled back slightly, confusion and surprise blanketing my facial expression.

"Babe what is it?", I questioned.

"You had a rough day at work?, Surely I would help soothe your stress off, but please let me do this and you came back from work quite so late....", I paused. "Is everything okay?", I continued.

I guess he had a very bad day at work.

He placed his hands on my shoulder and urged me to sit down on the glass desk beside his drawer, his room being magnificently enormous and extremely spacy and gorgeous, I could say it's like my parent's sitting room, back in Jamaica.

Don't get me wrong though, our sitting room is quite big, very big though, but for crying out loud, I am talking about a room, it's just too big.

He crouched down to knee level and looked up at me, I wondered why he was suddenly acting so strange this night.

"We are supposed to be on the bed, consummating our marriage and you are here, or maybe you want to start by giving me heads?", I teased, the naughty side of me taking the better part of me.

He didn't smile back, he didn't laugh, just this expressionless face.

"Babe, you don't want to talk?", I ask as I arch a brow.

He took a deep breathe, his nostrils flared, his hold on the calves of my leg tightened, I don't know but all the bodily movements, told me for sure, that something is definitely wrong.

His lips parted and went close, I was eager to hear what he has for me, what he wants to say, what had really been eating him up, so I could know where to start.

"What do you do, when you find out your spouse has been messing around behind your back?", he finally says....

DEEPER

I laughed hard, so loud, like really loud which made him scoff and that was when I noticed how serious his face was, I pinched myself immediately to stop me from laughing further and making this situation get worse.

"E-er-er-eeerm, I would advise they should talk to each other, it could be something .... you know ...., it could be something minor, something that needs more burrowing to uncover the issues laying beneath the surface.

Okay this is it, I would be more plain, I would be mad if it was me that got cheated on, extremely mad, but wait .... are you already cheating on me?", I scoff, not wanting to think further about it.

He didn't respond, he just kept looking at me, I noticed his jaw ticked, I slapped his hands off my thighs, as I was already planning on scurrying away from his touch, cause I know how much his touch did to me. It made me tingle in places that only him could touch.

"Babe?, Don't tell me you have been cheating on me, it's just two weeks into our marriage and you are already cheating on me, I want to believe this is a prank and you are just trying to get me riled up", I arched a brow, patiently hoping that it wasn't what I am thinking.

"Ohhh no, you did that!!.", I stated as my hands clasped over my lips to keep my from shouting.

I stood up from the table and pushed him off me, my body shaking and my hands trembling.

I could not even stand on my own, I had to hold onto the table to help support my wobbling legs.

"I should be telling you that, Janelle since when have you been cheating on me?", he thundered.

I sprang around immediately facing him as I came face to face to meet his blood shot eyes.

"Cheating?, Ohh no, I am better than that, I won't even do that, I haven't left here for once apart from the times we both went out together.

Christ Babe!!, I thought you trust me", I wailed.

"Don't babe me right now Janelle, don't do that, I trusted you, that's a past tense which I regret ever indulging in.

You were never worth it, you were never worth my love, you don't worth my affection, you don't worth my tears, you worth nothing good and you are just a motherfucking gold digger with mouth that is sugar coated.

Allah!!!", he bellowed harshly.

I don't understand, my head is in turmoil so is my heart, seeing the person I ever loved, my only love and first love saying such lowly things about me makes me sick, I feel like puking right now, someone should please show me the way to the bathroom, pour me some water on my face and tell me this is all a dream.

"Why are you saying all this, you know I would never cheat on you, you know I was never into you for your money, my parents had lots of it, why would I want to give up my dreams because of money, you......", I didn't know what word to label him right now.

I was furious, I was angry that he would term me a gold digger, I was never into him for money and God knows that.

"That is more reason why I should call you a gold digger, you were ready to risk everything, because you know I am the bigger game, you decide to leave the smaller ones and abandon your family, such a two timing bastard", he snapped.

I walked hastily towards him and before I could hold myself back, the back of my palms hit ferociously on his cheek, the first and second one, on the both sides of his cheek.

"You would insult me, you would call me names, but I forbid you to bring my family into this, don't dare do that", I warned him and I swear I was ready to smack him again if he called my family into this again.

He gave out a harsh laughter, his white shirt blanketing him tightly to his skin from the sweat.

His hands went to his jet black hair as he ran his hands through the soft curls I had become obsessed with, fuck!!!!, I always loved touching his hair, that he too noticed it.

His hair was so soft, curly and I don't want to remember the feelings it brought to my core whenever his head was trapped between my legs and I only had to push myself slightly up for his hair to brush against my thighs.

"You talk about family huhh?, Family that you went against", he licked his lower lips as he smirked, it was a wicked one.

On shaky legs I walked to the bed and plopped myself on it, I just remembered that while in the cause of making sure I never let go of him, I had up everything, my studies, my family, my best friend, my future, for this ingrate.

I began sobbing, he had no right to throw all of this at my face, he definitely has no right, but what can I do, after all what he said are just the plain truth and there was nothing I could do to turn back the hands of the clock.

Even if I was given a chance to do so, I know I was definitely going to make that mistake over and over again, without caring about the pain that it would bring to me.

"R.a.s.h.i.d stop, please stop", I pleaded.

"Stop?, I should stop?, Sorry Miss Janelle Parker, but I can't, what were you thinking when you were cheating on me.

How happy did you feel when you were getting orgasm over orgasm when I was thinking of how pure and innocent you are. You made me think that you were just so naive and innocent.

If you had come clean to me, I would not care, I loved you, I would have given you everything, but you chose to blackmail me.

The Zadirs would take anything but not infidelity and definitely not blackmailing", he rasped.

He loved me?, that was in past tense, does it mean he suddenly does not care about me any longer?, I asked myself. He also called you ' Miss Janelle Parker ', my subconscious repeated, I hoped sincerely in my mind that I heard him wrong.

"Rashid we could talk about this, I know you had a bad day at work, but please don't take it out on me, I never even thought of cheating on you, I never did that for once and I would never.

I am as pure and innocent as you are, please don't turn your back on me", I had gone down on my knees, I don't know what he was talking about, I never laid on the same bed with a guy, not to mention sleeping intimately with a guy, but here is Rashid, talking like though he has proof, like though he had evidence stashed up along the files in his library.

"I should clap for you that you are still pure and innocent right?, I should jump on you like the cavemen in the seventeenth century were they jump on the opposite sex when they hear she is a virgin?.

Talk to me, is that what you want?, or I should chase after you like I am one dog", he clicked his tongue and ran his hands once more in his hair.

"So what's next?", I blurted.

"Are we going to get a divorce?, Or you would just send me out and tell the world of my infidelity to you?", I asked, wanting to know what was going on in his head.

I was afraid of him doing the latter, although my heart still aches of the thought of him breaking the ties between us.

He looked at me, I could not fathom what the look was about, but his eyes was filled with loathe, anger and hatred, I wondered how one could go from being so loving and caring to becoming so hate - filled.

"Are you going to send me away?", I questioned afraid of him keeping me in suspense.

He turned his head to look at the side of the window facing the town.

"I am not sending you away, so you're going to have to run from me", he finally says, not giving me a backwards glance, I noticed his hands turned to fist.