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The gleaming ebony shade of his hair, the exotic darkness of his eyes, the chiseled perfection of his face-—

Beautiful.

All the way down to the imposing breadth of his shoulders, the muscular expanse of his chest, and his ripped abs—-

Beautiful.

And then there was that prominent and distinctly growing bulge under his towel—-

Oh!

The sight of his arousal shocked her back into reality, and her gaze flew up to him. “Malik.” Her tone was faint. “Your—-” She couldn’t make herself say the words and simply waved in the area of his arousal.

But the sheikh only smirked when he saw what she was gesturing at. “My what?”

“Malik, be serious—-” Another polite rap on the door interrupted her, and she turned white at the sound. “There’s someone at the door.”

“As there should be,” he said complacently. “I ordered breakfast for the two of us.”

“What?” Kyria was aghast.

He raised a brow. “Don’t you want to have breakfast with me?”

“Of course I do, but—-” She threw him a helpless look. “Should I hide then?”

“Why should you?” The sheikh then crossed the remaining length of the room, and Kyria found herself holding her breath. Her senses swam, further and further away from her, that by the time he reached her, she was lost.

Nothing else mattered except...him.

Her sheikh.

Malik.

He sat on the edge, and the bed dipped under his weight. Her body swayed at the movement of the bed, and she suddenly felt herself pressed against his hot, wet skin.

Kyria bit back a cry.

His fingers cupped her chin. “What do you want me to do, Ky?” His hand moved, fingers threading through the sleep-tousled locks of her hair. “Do I hide you...or do I let the world know you’re mine?”

Ooooh.

“I only want to take it slow,” she confessed haltingly, “for your sake.”

The sheikh’s lips curved in a smile. “Is that so?”

She nodded.

“And if I say I don’t want to take it slow at all because it’s all I’ve been doing for the past four years?”

A gasp escaped her.

“What then?” The sheikh’s voice became taut. “Do we still take it slow?” His fingers moved down to curve around her nape. “You should know by now, Ky.” And his head started inching closer, and her heart started thudding harder against her chest.

“I will only always do what you want.”

She gulped.Oh no, oh dear heavens, no...

“So tell me...”