Chapitre 65: Chapter Sixty-Six

Her beautiful prince...

He looked dashing in the snug, dark tuxedo that encased his tall, lean frame. An air of elegance and command surrounded him, as usual. A longing to be wrapped up in his arms with no prying eyes swamped her instantly as a shy smile touched her lips. Though very reluctant to turn back to her conversation, Ziza had to. Rafiq would have to wait a little longer. She smirked at her thoughts.

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Rafiq stood, a half full glass of champagne held in his hand, conversing with his long-time friends and business partners. Two men he’d shared some of the best and notorious times in his life as a youth while at university. Surprise failed to cover how he felt upon discovering that they could attend the ball, mainly because they hadn’t communicated with each other in a while.

“I cannot tell you how glad I am to see you.” Rafiq clapped Richard on the shoulder and drained the rest of his sparkling drink.