Chapter 36: Chapter 36

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The cloud changed, it was like a heavy downpour of rain would start any time soon, Rashid was walking to his reading room when he hit his leg against the sharp edge of the tiles, he groaned as the pain brought a sharp sting and immediately his cat, Thelma meowed loudly, she thought she would fall off his hands since he had almost lost his footings.

"Huhhhshh", he calmed her as he rubbed her head calming the very frightened cat.

She gave out a soft meow before burrowing tightly into his arms.

Once he was inside the reading room, he dropped Thelma on the floor to check if he injured on his big toe or if it just swelled and it was the later.

Thelma sat on her hinge as she bent her head towards his toe, brought out her tongue and began lapping on it.

"No, Thelma!!", he sighed, as he moved her away from his swollen toe.

"You know what Thelma, no reading for today. We're finally going to take a day off", he stooped low as he picked his pet from the floor, heading outside his penthouse.

He had relocated to this part of the town after Janelle came in, wanted to be closer if he wouldn't be able to stay with her, he needed to keep an eye on her, for her safety and the well-being of his mental health.

He sure would loose it if something happens to her, especially now that she knows it was all his plans for her to come to Qatar. Janelle would never forgive him if anything happens to her, he was certain about that.

He stood at the balcony of his penthouse, with an Armarulla wine and a stack of fried beef, when a Black SUV drove in.

Looking at the limited design of this brand new SUV, no one needed to tell him that his best friend, Khalid, just drove in and was here as usual to flaunt his latest asset to him.

Rashid yawned as he lifted the magazine he was holding in his hands to his face, he made sure it covered his whole face, so Khalid wouldn't think he knows of his arrival.

He stayed in that same position for almost five minutes, yet, Khalid hadn't said a word to him, he calmly and lightly raised the magazine a bit low and the image he saw wasn't one to be pleased with.

Khalid on a chair with his Armarulla wine gone more than half of the bottle and his stack of meat?...

It was just three pieces left, flinging the magazine away from his face, he grabbed Khalids' hands away from the beef.

"You were tired of the pretence game right?. You should have been patient a little bit," Khalid mocked, his lips drawing up in a cynical smile.

"Get a good beef and a good drink. No. Rather you would prefer spending on every latest stuff with limited editions which has very high cost. Get off my chair," Rashid scoffed, pulling Khalid up from the chair.

"Man chill. So I heard your babe just came back, how did it go?," Khalid questioned, the atmosphere turning to a very serious one.

The frown on Rashids' face deepened, "Of course not. The meeting yes, but she's still talking about the divorce, so feisty, wouldn't want me to explain. So I took the only option left for me", Rashid said.

"Only option?, and what's the only option," Khalid asked.

"Threaten her, I told her she either forgets about us having a divorce or she should be ready to face not just the court of Qatar, but also the court of Al Zayed", Rashid replied.

Khalid parted his lips in Surprise, at the moment he felt like punching Rashid hard, very hard on both sides of his cheek.

"You must be proud of yourself mate," Khalid calmly said, but deep beneath the every word he said, he wasn't just angry, he felt so disappointed in his best friend, Rashid.

"Of course I'm, you should have seen the look on her face when I said that, she looked so frightened like a rat that had been caught in a trap. She was trying to hide it by acting so strong, definitely I'm the one with the upper hand here, she wouldn't dare go against me", Rashid said, he was so sure of himself and held himself in such high esteem.

Khalid dropped the piece of beef in his hands into the pack, he took a piece of tissue and cleaned the stain off his lips.

Silence ensued between both of them, Rashid raised his head to look at Khalid.

"You're not saying anything?", Rashid questioned.

"I'm speechless, I have nothing to say to you. Just one word, or rather three. YOU ARE A FOOL, a very big one, point of correction. Janelle isn't acting strong, she's very strong. You should be ashamed of yourself, because I'm. I'm so disappointed in you. You ought to be asking her for a second chance, pleading with her to take you back, instead you're just messing everything up", Khalid snarled.

"If you weren't my best friend, I would have beaten the living day light out of you... now listen", Khalid paused as he narrated everything to him.

"That video your mother, the Queen showed to you, did you ever check to know how long the video was taken, if she was really in her right state of mind and how young she was?. Did you try to ask your mother how she had gotten the video or if her major aim was just to destroy the beautiful life she saw you were going to create with Janelle, did you ask?. You can hire a private investigator to check on her, know the current person she was dating, know every little detail about her, yet, a very simple and major thing you should have done, you disregarded it, because your mother said so..," Khalid snapped at him.

Standing up from the chair, he began pacing tro and fro around the penthouse balcony.

"My mother wouldn't lie to me, keep her out of this", Rashid groaned.

Khalid began laughing awkwardly, " Lie?. You and I know how much your mother detests you, she would choose every other thing above you. You know that, but you wouldn't accept it. Janelle is innocent, she must have done something like that in the past, but not after you both got married. She's not like that, she's not one of these random whores you go to pick from the club and have your way with..", Khalid bellowed.

"In reference to?", Rashid slurred.

"I don't know?, Maybe you do", Khalid effused.

"You mean Fiona?, If it's her, then sorry mate, I had nothing to do with her, not even for ONCE...

"I know what you're doing, you're trying to make me angry right?, That's not working, definitely not", Khalid smiled.

"Have you imagined her going around with someone else?, Touching her," Khalid kept listing all sorts of dirty things, rousing Rashids' anger, making him flare in annoyance.

It was his turn to be riled up.

"She's my woman, no man has a right or would dare touch her", Rashid declared possessively.

"Then fight for her, fight for both of you", he badgered.

"I need to have the strength to, Janelle is a very tough one, she's still mad at me.... wait you said something about watching a video. Don't tell me I showed you any video relating to.. fûck fûck", Rashid cussed, hoping he was just miscalculating.

"You did mate, you were so fûcking drunk. You even forced me to watch it over and over again, but after the first time, I had to click another video, but you weren't in your right state of mind, you didn't know I didn't replay it___", he was about continuing his statement when his phone rang.

Khalid picked up immediately.

"This is my break off, why are you calling", it was from one of his security boys.

"A visitor just arrived", his guard said.

"Visitor?, I ain't expecting no one. Who is he?", he thundered.

"It's a she", his guard replied.

Rashid was looking at him, gesturing at him on what the problem is.

"Tell the "SHE " that I ain't around, whatever she has to discuss with me should be left until Monday, and if she's too impatient for that she should hold her peace", Khalid voice out as Rashid squinted his eyes at him in mockery.

"Sir, she said she would burn down your house, if you don't come back in the next thirty minutes", the guard said in an alarming tone.

"What do I pay you for?, Send her out, do away with her, it must be a pest", Khalid growled.

"She said you should get the fûck back home or....", the guard paused, as that how the lady had said it.

Khalid frowned in annoyance, "Are you talking to me?", he snapped.

"N-no, no Sir, I'm not stupid or dead to do so, it was her words in quote."

Khalid wanted to talk further when Rashid grabbed the phone away from his hands and eyed him warily.

"I don't know you to refuse a willing woman, go home and know the surprise the chick has for you, until you are fúckéd out, don't come back to my house, ever", Rashid scolded although there was a hint of tease underneath his words.

He escorted his friend to the garage, while Khalid stepped into his car, he rolled the window glass of his SUV down, peering outside the car, Rashid urged him to go.

"Rashid," he called.

"Don't tell me you're thinking about going home for a good fûck, what is it, you sound and look so serious. I'm kinda scared."

"Have you ever thought that the video might just be photoshopped?, Think deeply about it", Khalid said before driving out, while Rashid stood transfixed at the spot.