Sheikh's Scandal(98)

                “As I love you. With everything that I am or ever will be.”

                “I know it.”

                “You do?”

                “The proof is in the pudding, as they say.” Her heart was so full it was hard to get the words out, but she did. “First you gave me the gift of family, both my father and your own parents, cousins and aunt. Then there’s the hotel—the grand romantic gesture the men in your family are known for.”

                “I should have realized I loved you when I started negotiations for the hotel.”

                “Maybe.”

                “Perhaps you need a little more proof.” Sayed’s meaning was clear in the hunger glowing in his espresso eyes.

                “I’ll never say no to that type of proof.”

                Nor would she ever balk at giving it. Love had turned her from repressed into passionately expressive.

                And Sayed adored her that way. He said so.

                They made love throughout the night, taking turns expressing their spiritual affection in carnal ways no less beautiful than the emotion that flowed between them.

                Ultimately, Hena Amari had gifted Liyah with Sayed, her final request leading her daughter to London where fate ordained she connect with the other half of her soul.

                Liyah whispered a prayer of gratitude as she slipped into sleep, wrapped in the arms of her one true love, and hoped her mother could hear it, as well.

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