Desert Encounter
Chapter 37

《The person who moves I shoot.》they heard.

Soraya and Naomi were terrified and panicked, how were they going to get out of this.

Slowly they turned around to face an angry Aziz holding a crossbow in his hands ready to aim.

When he finally noticed the young woman who was standing near his stranger, an evil smile appeared on his lips.

-Soraya. he began. I knew I shouldn’t trust you.

The young woman took a step towards him with her hands in the air

– Aziz…

That’s all she could say because an arrow had just lodged in her stomach.

A cry of despair seized Naomi who rushed to catch up with the young woman who was sliding slowly on the wall behind her.

She coughed lightly and b***d came out of her mouth. She didn’t say any more words.

– Soraya no, not you. Said Naomi trying to stop the b***d from coming out with both her hands around the arrow.

Aziz moved closer to them, his steps slow

– I told you not to move. He said. Either way, you’re no longer of any use to me. I just wanted to know how you managed to get out of the palace. In case I decide to attack Emir in his palace. But with this beautiful lady by my side, I know that he will come to me himself. Come on.

He pulled Naomi up and dragged her with him

– no, leave me, we can’t leave her like this, we need to call a doctor. Naomi shouted at the door in a fit of hysteria.

She couldn’t stand seeing b***d everywhere anymore, she wanted to go home. At that moment she hated Emir for bringing her to his house, for using her.

– scumbag, murderer, monsters, you kind of…

Clack, Aziz went back to her and slapped her

– now you shut your mouth and follow me. When he shouted

, her cheek was getting hot, she was in pain, very sore with her free hand, she placed her palm on her painful cheek, crying in silence – well, now we are going to

see my father and try to behave well in this presence, otherwise…

He pulled her again and they crossed the corridors under the gaze of lawless barbarians and rebels.

Very quickly, they found themselves in front of the doors of his father’s apartments, which he rushed to open.

– father, I’m back. He said more calmly

– my son. Malik said, sitting up slightly from his bed.

– I brought it to you, look.

At that moment, Naomi prayed inwardly that her father was not as crazy as his son and that he would ask out of kindness to let her go, to free her.

The father looked at her with a tired look, she said to herself that perhaps she had a chance of getting out of this. But when she saw his crooked smile and all the mischief that appeared in his eyes when he looked at her more intensely.

She understood that she was done for.

– MashaAllah, MashaAllah a real beauty, inshaAllah god give me a little more time to attend your wedding

Naomi looked in turn at old Malik and Aziz, what wedding was he talking about?

– I hope so too, father.

– my daughter, let me introduce myself, I am…

– I know who you are, you are Malik al Khali, the big brother of King Hassan al Khali and uncle of Emir al Khali. Naomi cut in angrily

– from what I see, my nephew has already trained you well, you have done your homework.

– I don’t know what you mean. Said Naomi.

Father and son exchanged a look that only they could understand.

– otherwise what is all this b***d on her? he asked his son.

Is it now that he noticed? Where it wasn’t a priority for him? Naomi thought

– three times nothing father, she just tried to run off with another woman and I had to eliminate the latter.

– good, my son. Pay close attention to her, she’s a rare gem.

– What’s all? Naomi got angry. He just told you that he killed a human being and you said “well, my son”? Go to hell with you and your son. Shouted Naomi

– shut up I said. You want another clack, right?

– leave my son, she has character I like, she is like your mother.