*EXPLICIT Chapter!*

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Asahd's POV:

It'd been forty five minutes since I'd returned to my room after dinner. I'd freshly showered and was sitting at the edge of my bed in nothing but my boxers and my unbuttoned nightshirt.

I had my face in my palms as frustrated, I kept hoping Saïda would show up. I couldn't stop thinking of the fact that she'd gone visiting Noure, earlier that evening and had returned at seven PM. What had she been doing with him? I tried not to ...