Dirty Wild Sultan

“I am asking you to marry me.” “Are you asking or ordering, Sultan?” “I am asking, Princess.” I smiled at her, “For now.” Zain As the Sultan of one of the most powerful country in Middle-East, I need to find my Sultana. But I don’t intend to have heirs or even get married. Until I stumble into Nasrin Elbaz. I cannot resist her. So I will claim her as mine. My Sultana. My Wife. My Lover. I, Sultan Zain Al Latif, will propose to Princess Nasrin for a marriage. If she rejects me… Well, I have been told I can...

“I am asking you to marry me.” “Are you asking or ordering, Sultan?” “I am asking, Princess.” I smiled at her, “For now.” Zain As the Sultan of one of the most powerful country in Middle-East, I need to find my Sultana. But I don’t intend to have heirs or even get married. Until I stumble into Nasrin Elbaz. I cannot resist her. So I will claim her as mine. My Sultana. My Wife. My Lover. I, Sultan Zain Al Latif, will propose to Princess Nasrin for a marriage. If she rejects me… Well, I have been told I can be quite persuasive and demanding when I want to be. Nasrin He is a Sultan and I am the Princess of the country he is nemesis with. I don’t belong in his wealthy country that bleeds gold and his Palace. I am trying to hold on to what little freedom I have. No way can I fall for some dirty talking or his obsidian eyes curling with hunger whenever he sees me. Even if my body craves his tender touch and his sinful mouth. I have to get my freedom and find a way to escape the proposals of marriage. Without his help, thank you very much.