Chapter 11

Izzy's POV

The west wing was my personal area of the palace. No one would come there except for visitors or the servants who would clean the area at a scheduled time or summoned to prepare food, move a furniture, bring clothes or anything. In other words, my area was off limits to anyone.

My father, whom I just spent the whole afternoon, would not visit me in my wing. If he wanted to see me, he would send a servant for me to go to his wing.

I had dinner in my wing and invited my cousins Omar and Khalil, and my two good friends who were palace officials. It was my first very delicious dinner after a year in the desert. All my favorites were served.

After dinner, we were drinking a sparkling non-alcoholic champagne made of apple juice and frizzly mineral water while talking about what happened in the palace during my absence, the future projects of our country and other nonsense topics.

I missed hanging out with the boys but at that moment, I wished I was with London. I missed her more. Our meaningful conversations which were awesome before we would spend the night together in my hotel. It was every morning afterwards that I loathed, when she would wake up very early and leave me.

London and I were supposed to have a romantic candlelight dinner, but we had a heated argument during lunch. Too bad, I was anticipating a dip in the pool with her when I went to have lunch with her.

Everything messed up when I offered her a bargain - marriage to give a name to her son.

It would be a win-win situation for me. It would relieve me from always thinking of her. Wondering where she was, who she was with and when we would be together again.

She always kept me at bay and refused my offer to be in a real relationship. A marriage would solve my dilemma of wanting to be with her always.

I have strong feeling for her and intensifying every time we were together. But her being so distant and refused to talk about feelings made me crazy.

I was very patient, following the pace she wanted and tried not to pressure her. I did not realize that she had some hang ups about the past. I was so stupid when I was younger when I had a crush on Claire and created a wrong impression on London now. What the hell, it was a long time ago and I was an arrogant silly immature boy at that time. It's different now.

"You want to save me through marriage to give a name to my son? I don't need saving Izzy and marriage from you! I just want you to accept Vincent as your son. If you only allow yourself to have a DNA test then that would erase your doubt."

"I told you I'm infertile. You can't force me to go into a laboratory and have a DNA test when I know what would be the result already. People talk, you can't help it, even if they'd swear the secrecy or you pay them a huge amount of money. Worse things could happen. Being in the tabloids all over the world again. I could not afford the humiliation that would bring to me and my family. Everyone would laugh at us, that the future king of the Al-Farhinah Kingdom is infertile."

"That will never happen. I promise you, you are capable of having a child. Besides, there's nothing to worry. I know someone that we can trust. You don't even have to go to a laboratory. Dr. Chan would never tell anyone. He's been our family doctor for years."

"I said no." I brushed off the idea and that made her more upset.

"You know what? You're nothing but a coward, selfish and close minded person. You're scared of what people would say about you. Why would you let them affect you? You should be strong. If you won't do it for yourself then do it for an innocent child."

"It's easy to say that but it's hard to do it."

"Okay, I'm done. There's no reason to pursue this conversation anymore. It's useless coming here. I should have followed what Harry suggested to marry Jakob, the prince of Norway. Jakob may not be the father of my son but he's willing to accept Vincent as his. He would give us a better life." She stood up and about to leave the dining table but my voice stopped her.

"What the hell! Your brother is an idiot if he suggested that. If you're marrying another man to father your son, then why not me? Not allowing myself to have a DNA test doesn't mean that I would not accept your child. I would treat him as my own."

She heaved a frustrated sigh and said.

"Izzy... I'm tired of convincing you so anymore. It's so frustrating that you don't believe me."

"I want to believe in you but what you're saying is impossible. It's like wishing a snow would fall in the middle of the desert on summer."

"So there's no point in discussing more about Vincent or about us. It's over. I'm not here to ask you to marry me anyway. I just want you to know that we have a son before I would marry Jakob."

My temper flared instantly. My ego was badly hurt. I was jealous, angry and frustrated. I could not understand my feelings. How could she favor that man over me? Is it because her brother wanted it? Or because she has feelings for that moron prince.

Dammit. When I suggested marriage earlier at the desert, she agreed because she was thinking of marrying the prince of Norway all along. I thought she was referring to me.

I stood up straight facing her squarely. "You're right. There's no point in further discussing this matter. Tomorrow morning you will go back to England. I will advise my pilot to prepare the private jet."

Before I could say any further and ended up insulting her, I left her in the dining room.

At that moment, my feelings got mixed up. I should be angry at her but I was missing her terribly.

The lights went dim and a music suddenly played. It brought my mind back at the present. I was surprised when a belly dancer appeared.

Who the hell sent a belly dancer in my wing!

She was wearing a bright yellow and gold belly dancer costume. The scarves and veils that covered her hair flowing as she danced gracefully. She looked very provocative in that costume, baring too much of her fair skin. Her little bra almost popped out her breasts and the slit of her skirt ran high all the way up to her inner thighs. It was hard to identify her since the lights were dimmed and half of her face was covered with veil.

I looked at the men and saw how their eyes grew bigger with excitement. And every second that ticked, I got pretty disturbed.

The belly dancer was swaying her hips provocatively as the room became hotter. She had a very nice breasts, flat stomach, wide hips... every inch of her so perfect, sexy and... very familiar.

I had this ill feeling inside me. Everything about her was very disturbing. There was only one woman who could ever arouse me this way.

I gritted my teeth as sudden anger overwhelmed me. I stood up and shouted at everyone.

"STOP!"

Instantly, the belly dancer stopped. The men looked at me with shock liked I was possessed by a devil.

"All of you, get out!" I commanded and all the men ran out of the room in an instant. "Except you!" I said, my eyes directed at the belly dancer.

She stopped on her track and faced me again. I clapped my hands twice and all the lights lit up to brighten the room.

I went closer to the belly dancer as our eyes collided.

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