Page 66 of My Arabian Billionaire

A painful gasp escaped her. “Khalil, no---”

He stared up at her. “You’re my other half, Harper.”

Her hands flew to her mouth.

“Not the throne. Not the kingdom. But you. Justyou.”

But this time, the sheikh’s tone was dull, and pain strangled her throat at the sound of it. He wasn’t supposed to be this hurt. He was supposed to be able to move on because he had the kingdom, and wasn’t that the most precious thing tohim?

“So I’ll say it again.”

His own voice shook, and a shuddering sob wrecked her body at the sound ofit.

“And this time – this time, your answer will be different.”

But in his eyes, she could see only emptiness, could see that the sheikh no longer believed in what he was saying---

“I loveyou.”

Words that were whispered as if it was the only thing the sheikh could live for, words spoken with such pain that it vanquished all her fears and made her legs giveout.

OhGod.

He had meantit.

This man loved her more than his throne, his kingdom---

More than everything---

And Harper threw her arms around him. I love you. She cupped his face and wept harder at the sight of his own tear-stained eyes. I love you. She pressed her lips to his own. I loveyou.

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