We sat in a comfortable silent as Adam drove out of the palace, I gaze at his direction through my side view and notice he is looking at me with a smile on his face. I smiled too and then turn my head to face him directly but he quickly put his eyes on the road which made me to chuckle and ask "What?" while grinning.
"Nothing" he answered simply still smiling.
"I know you're thinking about what a did earlier" I said as a matter of a fact while waving my hand.
He smile tilting his head and said "maybe".
"You see, I know that you're thinking about it" I said as my smile increases.
Fixing my gaze to the other side I sighed "Gossshh, I have no idea what came over me, am just so angry at him"
Which is strange cause 99% of the times I felt angry at him, then it'll suddenly change to a feeling of wanting to impress him, which is why I always arrange his closet to perfection and
The days pass by in a blur with me ignoring everyone including Asmy. I refused to get another phone like everyone wanted me to including Mami cause she came here at least trice. I always give them excuse that I need a break from it.Its still a nightmare to me even after Abba explain everything to me. Well not everything, he explain the basic saying that he'll tell me the rest when it is time.As for my work, I hand in MY resignation letter which was officially declined by the Prince. And Umma said am been irresponsible which Asmy support her which made me to reach the conclusion of being angry at both of them.Putting my earrings, my mind wonder back to what Umma said this morning when she enter our room and find me laying down on our bed. She thinks that am running away from my problem saying that I should face them head on cause running away will not help me.Deciding to face on my demons, I got ready t
Dedicated to: Ayshatu04Happy birthday dear, wish you many more ahead.I stares at the rise and falling of her chest as she lay down there sleeping in peace. "Sleeping beauty" I whispers out looking at her beautiful face.she looks so beautiful laying there with her blue coloured abaya and covered under the blanket. Her hair is spread across the pillow since Asmy dried it for her when I brought her back.My mind flash back to when I reach the garden and saw her laying there, for a moment I stood as the image slowly turn to my mother's lifeless, cold body staring back at me. I felt as if all the air has been drain out of me.I didn't even know when I reach the ground with my hand wrap around my throat, trying t
Dedicated to All the fans of Becoming Royal. She storm inside his parlor looking so angry to the extend her whole body is shaking in anger. She didn't even mind the maids that where busy working there, and the guards that where guarding the place.Walking to his bedroom door she turn around and face them then shouted "leave".All of them stop what they're doing and face her, including the guards cause is very unlike Mami, being angry at the worker's to the extend she shouts at them."I said leave" she yells again while closing her eye's.All the maids drop what they where doing and rush out of the parlor while the guards close the giant double door behind.The door where she stood open and the King appear before it,By just looking at her he knows that something is wrong to make her this mad when they did not even have break fast.
Nawal's POVGazing at myself on the mirror, I ran my hand through my hair that looks like nest, my mind flash back to what The prince said yesterday about my hair.A smile crimped on my face as I remember our little chat. Everything happened so sudden I jut can't digest it well. The fact that am the Prince's to be wife or the fact that he has crush on me.My face became red just thinking of how he confess to me and ask me to consider being his wife. Is that even possible? I asked myself. I mean he is THE Prince, the number one bachelor all over Nigeria. He'll have everything he want at the snap of his finger. But how can he wants me. The boring, ordinary, crazy me.Putting the relationship that our parents create for us aside he said he wants me even before he finds out am the one.I put both my hands to cover my face, feeling shy to even gaze at mys
Today is D-day. I gaze at myself as I stood in front of the mirror twisting my hair.It's the Prince's birthday and the day that we're also going to appear to the public...Together...as a couple.That's why am freaking out but still trying to control myself not to show my parent just how scared I am.I exhale deeply then wave my hand in front of my face trying to look confident and happy.I am happy cause we're going to meet today. I can't explain just how much closer we became each day. We're always on phone and most of the time just cracking jokes and teasing each other. I smile just thinking about it. We never discuss about our relationship at all. And I think I like it this way, at least for now. I don't have to worry about what's coming."Are you done" I heard Asmy's voice from behind me. I turn and look at her letting go of my hair as it fall back on my shoulder then shrugs "Honestly
"Ready" he whispers out to me as we stood in front of the magnificent hall.I took my gaze to the front door then back at him, inhaling a deep breath "Guess so" I whispers back, afraid of what about find out behind the door.He give me a reassuring smile then hell his arms out for me.I frown my face and said "We're still not married"."Yet" he whispers near my ears with a mischievous grin on his face.My face stretch to a smile as shook my head. Then we strode to the door together.The double door where open by the two guards standing before it.As soon as my foot step inside the hall, the whole place became quiet as their gazes where fixed on us with the camera's flashing from every conner.For the record I did not see that coming.I froze on dead on my track while staring at them with a black expression. Whe
"I just don't understand you, How can you insist on having only henna day and wearing laffaya for the event" Asmy whined for the hundredth times this morning.I tilted my head stretching one side of the laffaya and extending it to her saying "hold this".She is currently helping me tie my laffaya and blabbing for the last one hour or so."You're going to be the crown princess for God sake" she continues "Henna day" she pouts then tied the first end of the laffaya and wave her hand "Who does that".I just smile at her and said "me" then continue with my thing.Umma asked me want I wanted and I honestly don't want to draw so much attention since people's attention are already on me. I want everything to be done in a low key and beside I don't want to burden my parent with all the expensive cause am sure
Third Person POV"Something is wrong" Asmy said with a worried expression looking at their Mother.Umma used her hand to wipe away the little tears that gather on her eyes while trying desperately to prevent Asmy from seeing."Nothing is wrong, that's how every girl feels when she is about to go to her husband's house" Umma said playing with her fingers, trying to distract myself from the situation.Asmy observe their Mother, with just one gaze at her you can detect worried all over her.People have already gather at their house since today is the wedding niqah, but the bride has been crying since yesterday night after the sa lalle.She refuse to talk to anyone including their Father. It was a miracle when Asmy enters the room this morning and found her asleep on the prayer mat.The pre