Taming The Sheikh (Random Updates)
His grip on my arm tightened exponentially as he leaned down slowly. Breaths sharp as he inhaled, our closeness had our noses touching and his eyes level with mine. "Let me make this clear," he began, "You're going to take this box, you're going to open it, and you're going to put this ring on your left hand. You will not ask questions and you will not oppose this marriage any longer. I am doing a service to you allowing you to walk in thousands of dollar shoes, dressing you with the finest materials, treating you the best way I know how. I am tired of this ungrateful bullshit and I will not deal with this level of insolence for the rest of my life so get your shit together." Straightening up to his full height towering over me he relinquished his vice like grip on my arm and turned around leaving me in the long corridor looking dumbfounded at his anger.
Sometimes Prince Charming isn't that charming. Maybe he's a domineering, powerful, a sexy Arab Prince.