PRINCESS MAISARAH : THE ENGLISH TRANSLATION

PART 5

The eyes of different colors exchanged glances. One calm, the other fierce as if ready to launch a war. Tengku Qayyum didn't understand. Wasn't it Maisarah who caused this problem in the first place? Why was she getting angry now? Tengku Qayyum shook his head before a small laugh escaped him.

Tengku Qayyum paced towards Maisarah, who was still staring at him sharply. Oh! Just a few days without seeing her, and Tengku Qayyum had already fallen for Maisarah's stern face. A beautiful face that never smiled at him. Even a little.

"What does the Crown Princess have to say about the serious accusations made by the Crown Princess against me?" Tengku Qayyum asked deliberately, raising an eyebrow.

Maisarah smirked cynically. Her hand raised, crossing over her chest. She didn't care at all if Tengku Qayyum was angry with her. He should be aware of who he's picking a fight with. If Tengku Qayyum could use his power to get a woman like her, Maisarah would break that notion. It was impossible for her to become Tengku Qayyum's wife.

Becoming a wife at the age of 25 was never something Maisarah had thought about. Indeed, she was already of age to marry and have a child, but when it came to self-image, Maisarah rejected that notion. She prioritized appearance.

"Suri, leave us alone. Don't let anyone in until I give permission," Maisarah commanded firmly to Suri.

Suri nodded obediently, then bowed respectfully. She moved out of the lounge. The door was locked from the outside. Suri was sure this must be about that issue. Who was right and who was wrong, she didn't know. Hopefully, everything inside was fine.

Back inside, Tengku Qayyum advanced again until the distance between them was almost diminished. Surely Maisarah was suddenly flustered by Tengku Qayyum's action. Sharp eyes glanced at Tengku Qayyum's calm face. Tengku Qayyum's calm face seemed to want nothing more than to tear Maisarah apart until her beauty was permanently lost.

Tengku Qayyum lowered his head slightly to see Maisarah's face. Meanwhile, Tengku Qayyum's strong hands landed on the table, enclosing Maisarah. The golden irises of Tengku Qayyum's eyes moved around, touching the beautiful creation of God in front of him.

Although Maisarah's face seemed unaffected by their current position, her heart was actually racing wildly. She was holding back from showing any real reaction to Tengku Qayyum. If Tengku Qayyum noticed that, he would surely berate her endlessly. Huh!

"You're beautiful, Maisarah, but..." Tengku Qayyum took two steps back.

He looked at Maisarah's figure from top to bottom, wrapped in a sexy knee-length dress with delicate straps on her shoulders. The fabric at the neckline was wide open, revealing a hint of cleavage. Then, the fabric on the thigh side was slit open. It certainly exposed her long, white legs extensively.

As a normal man with desires towards women, he must be impressed seeing her. The male soul felt restless, wanting to touch. Honestly, when locking eyes with Maisarah, Tengku Qayyum didn't expect her to be so fashionable in her appearance.

Her beautiful body was exposed here and there. Tengku Qayyum wanted to wrap his large coat around Maisarah's body, not allowing any man to see her tempting figure.

"A body as beautiful as this shouldn't be touched by me until we become husband and wife." Tengku Qayyum touched the corner of his lips, a smirk rising. He didn't know what had happened for Maisarah to make such a fatal accusation against him, but he wasn't angry about it anymore because, in the end, he would become Maisarah's husband.

Should he be grateful to Maisarah?

Without doing anything else, suddenly he'll become her husband.

Maisarah was startled when Tengku Qayyum's fingers dared to touch the silk fabric of her dress at the chest. She wanted to be angry, but Tengku Qayyum's action made Maisarah feel as if her life was in danger because of that fabric. Tengku Qayyum raised it to cover the exposed cleavage.