Chapter 20: Chapter 20
WAITING FOR THE INEVITABLE
~~RASHID~~
He adjusted the growing budge in his pants, "Allah!!", he growled harshly. He had almost given himself out.
He could not see himself walking into the conference room with a huge hard on, which everyone would spot, just few minutes he had let his thoughts wander off, now he's getting a hard on.
He could not imagine how Janelle would be now, he brought his phone out of his pants, still nursing the slightly painful hard on of his cõck, and his man between his thighs wouldn't read through the lines that this wasn't the time for play, where he would just go in to his shower and take his bath or even jerk himself off.
This wasn't the time, neither was this the place, so he took a calm breathe, wanting to have some peaceful and quiet time with his cōck, so he could at least feed his cõck something to hold onto.
The last time he had been to the club, a stripper between his thighs, sucking his hard, raged cõck deep down her throat, that wasn't even enough, it was nowhere next to being enough, he wanted more. He had almost lost control of himself, his dominant side taking control, pushing the stripper over the edge and going off limits..., she would have known better than to come running when he had only called for a stripper.
He walked into the conference room, immediately getting the attention of his uncle, Sheikh Farouq Bint Hamad Zadir. Looking at him with a glorious smirk plastered on his face, that was what he cared about, power, more power and nothing else.
"See who we've got here", Farouq said standing to his feet, applauding while Rashid came in. Rashids' nostrils flared in anger, "Control", he said to himself, his hands clenching to fist by his side.
"I guess you have seen my daughter already", Farouq taunted, dashing looks between his daughter, Abla and his nephew, Rashid.
Rashid gave a soft growl, exactly what he's been waiting to hear, he knew that Abla wouldn't just make that big move without a leader, it had been
his uncle all along.
He snarled, holding his temper in check.
"He wouldn't even acknowledge me?", Brother, what have you taught him....., I need not deviate further, once he becomes my in-law, I would prep him adequately", Farouq taunted nonchalantly, as his gave him daughter a thumbs up for a job well done.
"You would prep your insolent daughter I call a cousin first, before you think of prepping me, my father has taught me in the right way, no one would have done it better", Rashid sneered.
"That's okay Rashid, take a seat", Sheikh Abdul warned, trying to make an ease of the issue.
Sheikh Farouq beckoned on his right hand man to come along with the document, he gingerly took it from him and placed it on the middle table, urging his elder brother to go on with it.
The Emir took it and opened it, going through the term of the contract and the document inch by inch, he paused when he came across a strange clause.
"Farouq?", Emir Abdul called with an icy tone.
"This.... this should never be a term in the contract, it's too easy and formidable, even after you know what has been happening in the palace, or would you counter that?", he questioned, the veins in his hands stretching along his wrist and up to his neck, even the sultan couldn't hide it.
"It's too easy?, You said it's easy yet, Rashid hasn't and would not come to terms with it. Here is my daughter, Abla, I'm ready to give her out in marriage, only if Rashid would accept her. Once he comes to tern with it, I don't think you would find the contract a formidable one, the oil drone in the West wing, I would hastily sign it over and give it to you", Farouq deadpanned, an evil smirk aligned the contours of his face.
He was daring Rashid, daring him to reject the offer. It was a beautiful offer indeed.
The West wing had more investors, it was more exposed, and that was the only oil drone that their father had given to him, apart from that he had multiple hotel chain stores, nightclubs, lounges, and a very big local airport.
Yet, Farouq had a very big problem, his daughter. If he didn't give his daughter out in marriage to a prospective and wealthy young man, his investors would turn their back on him.
Moreso it had to be a family member, they wanted to be sure that their family hadn't turn their backs on Farouq, for his daughters misdeed.
Since Farouq was the second son, out of five brothers, Abla's cousin brothers were all younger than her.
She had signed up with a very popular porn industry, thinking no one would know about it, until it had leaked, now, he was looking for a trash can to throw his daughter in and remembered Rashid Zadir.
Rashid grinded his teeth together. Waiting patiently to know his father's reaction, if he would buy into his uncle's truce or not, with the twinkling of Sheikh Abdul eyes, he knew his father wouldn't even allow that... but.... he wasn't very sure.
What he was sure of is that, his father would make him (Rashid), pay dearly for the troubles Farouq was putting him in.
"What do you say about it brother?", Farouq questioned his elder brother, impatient for the answer he was waiting to hear, he grinned subconsciously, knowing how good the business is.
"But..... if you would change your mind, there are some sharks who wouldn't waste time once they hear about the business proposal", Farouq dropped the bomb. He always toyed with everything.
"You wouldn't dare Farouq, you would not, that business is a heritage from our fore-fathers and you, you wouldn't be the person to breach it. So don't try it, don't dare", Abdul rebuked.
"Then do what's right", Farouq snapped.
"Give us time", Sheikh Abdul concluded.
"Time?, You know how the saying goes brother.... time waits for no one", Farouq said, getting up to his feet to take his leave.
"Yes, definitely, but this time around, time has to wait, because, I would not be alive and watch you breach our heritage", Abdul bellowed.
"You would rather be dead huhh", Farouq have into a hysterical laughter.
"Abla, we would take our leave, six months... just six months to think until I change my mind", he threatened, grabbing Abla at the back of her neck as he urged her outside the conference room and into the car.
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Rashid walked restlessly around the conference room, while his father's eyes were on him like that of a hawk.
He paused.
He turned sharply to look at his father, as their gaze synced with each other's.
"Father?, What do we have to do about this?", Rashid questioned.
His father eyes him warily, as he let out a deep breath.
"We?, You must be joking, there is no "WE", it's just you and you alone. He has said the terms of his clause, it's your work to fulfill it or not, not you saying we, I have nothing to say to you... Six months, six months until our heritage is given to a foreigner, and I promise you, if anything happens to that oil company in the West wing, you would see yourself to blame, I have no word to say to you", Sheikh Abdul concluded.
"Father!!, You know I can't marry Abla, she's a whore, a well paid one for that. I can't marry someone who I won't be proud of, someone who doesn't even have a motherly instinct in her, if she has one, she wouldn't sign up to work in a pornography industry", He cursed, his fist clenched tightly by his side.
"You have proof that she's a whore, saw it in different sites, Now... your ex-wife, how many of her videos did you see to label her for being an adulterous person?", Abdul questioned, his intense gaze on Rashid.
He kept mute...
"But father.... correction. My wife, she isn't my ex", Rashid insisted.
"Ohh yes, she's still your wife... then find her, bring her back, she's still your wife, while you are here thinking she's your wife and she can't go around with someone else, A prosperous young man is out there, trying to make a wife out of her", He raised his head up to look at his son.
"Father please, it's too soon for that, she wouldn't dare, she still belongs to me, she wouldn't dare, I bet", Rashid said with all confidence.
"Do you?, You must be so sure of yourself. If you don't find her and bring her back within six months, I would have no other choice than to join you and Abla in marriage, and you won't turn your back against me... Dare me", Sheikh Abdul never threatened because he was a man of his words.
Rashid saw the determination in his father's eyes, and heard the confidence in his voice, he sure doesn't leave a threat undone.
He left immediately, Dargok had mentioned something about Leilani Gerald... since he never saw anything about Janelle Zadir or Parker, he sure has to look into the auspicious Leilani Gerald.
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