Desert Encounter
Chapter 42

After killing in cold b***d the rebels who came to warn him of the massacre orchestrated by his cousin, Aziz preferred to flee.

We could no longer speak of war or combat because the sheikh’s men largely dominated in every way.

With a sword at his throat, he decided to seize his loot, which was none other than Naomi.

He cursed at not having had time to satisfy his dark desires.

Cursed be he who interrupted her. Cursed was Emir wherever he was. Said he

Naomi had been led into a merciless flight, half naked in all the corridors of the castle,

Aziz mercilessly eliminated anyone who dared his way and Naomi hoped by the force of the very high divine to cross Emir on his way but was was not the case.

In front of the doors of the underground where a few hours earlier she had found herself in the company of Soraya, the young woman saw only a large puddle of b***d and she wondered where the body of the one she considered as her could have been. savior.

– you walk in front of me, you make a sudden gesture I slit your throat, you speak I slit your throat, you breathe a little too hard I slit your throat. Aziz reiterates his threat.

He opened the door and saw Emir’s men drawing their weapons.

He wasn’t surprised, he had planned it, that’s why she was there. She was his fortress.

After killing in cold b***d the rebels who came to warn him of the massacre orchestrated by his cousin, Aziz preferred to flee.

At the far end against a tree, seated and tied like the common bandits that they supposedly were, around ten women and men were watched by two guards.

They too had tried to escape. You coward. He says to him.

– if you don’t let me pass, I’ll kill her.

Naomi had never been so ashamed in her entire life, she recognized her former bodyguard Ibrahim at the head of the line but made no move.

His expression, on the other hand, showed his concern.

He wanted to get her out of there.

– most of you won’t go with her. Tona Ibrahim in turn by discreetly pressing a button on her walkie-talkies.

– that’s what you think, get out. Aziz shouted

– we can’t let you go, not with her. Ibrahim replied

– then she died.

He started the movement of his weapon and he cut her slightly and b***d came out of her thin neck, Naomi let out a slight m**n.

She was in pain.

– stop, it’s okay. Cried Ibrahim

Aziz smiled evilly, his eyes filled with madness.

– wise decision

Ibrahim then took off his jacket and took a step forward, holding it out.

– if she has to go with you, at least allow me to cover her, she risks catching a cold in this weather.

– what a nice touch but. He passed his hands between the slit of her dress which unfiltered revealed her entire body and her underwear and began to caress her in front of everyone. No, I prefer it like that

Naomi closed her eyes and a tear fell down her cheek.

Suddenly the weather changed, and the air seemed much colder, the prisoners who were fighting for their lives killed themselves. Even the dark space lit by the few lights seemed to have changed, we could see a dark shadow appearing behind them.

– okay guys we’re going back to camp, there’s nothing more to do here. Said Ibrahim turning around.

– why are you leaving? Don’t tell me you’re afraid for the poor girl’s life?

– take them with you. He said to his men, pointing to their hostages. Then he turned to Aziz and said. No, we’re no longer afraid for her

– ahahahaha. Aziz laughed. Go run away, she’s mine, I won.

– no we are not fleeing. Ibrahim replied. It’s just that we don’t discuss with a man who is already dead

– who is dead, eh, come back here, I’m talking to you who is dead?

But Ibrahim didn’t answer and went deeper into the small forest with his men

– I’m talking to you damn it

– good evening Aziz. A voice growled behind him.

He turned around in panic, his hand holding the weapon trembling.

Aziz faced his worst terror

– Emir… Emir