Page 53 of My Arabian Billionaire

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He bit her ear, and a whimper escapedher.

“Don’t do it forme.”

The whispered words landed so softly on her ear that she could almost believe she had imagined them. She whirled around to demand what the hell he meant by that, but the sheikh and his vassals had already walkedaway ---

The world’s most arrogant warrior squad, Harper couldn’t help thinking.Ever.

A moment later, she heard a sudden rush of fingers tapping on their keyboards, and Harper realized in a flash that those damn sheikhs had left her to deal singlehandedly with the aftermath.

She turned around to face the crowd of guests and their faces said itall –

Despite them being members of royal families, the most powerful politicians, and the most influential celebrities – none of them were immune to the temptation of sharing a photo that had the potential to go viral.

And it should go viral, Harper realized in horror, since---

Sheikh. Bites. Ear. Queen. Whimpers.

“Don’t tweet!”

The words were out before she could stop herself, and the crowd laughed.

“I didn’t,” Farica de Konigh said with a grin. “I used Instagram Storiesinstead.”

“Traitor!”

And the guests laughed again.

From the other side of the hall, the sheikh smiled at the way the crowd reacted to his queen. Their early morning talk had made Harper unconsciously aloof with his guests, and when people had started to talk, he knew he had to do something to make her loosenup.

Rayyan shook his head at the look on Khalil’s face. “Stop congratulating yourself.”

Khalil shrugged. So he enjoyed the fact that the world would see his queen the way he had always seen Harper: a woman who was too adorable not to tease. That was not a crime, surely?

“What happened to the man who says he wanted a queen who could slay her own dragons?” Tarif asked slyly.

“It is still what I want,” Khalil answered calmly. And his queen would become that tonight, for the sheikh had already set things in motion.

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