“It is forbidden!” Prince Abdul, the crown prince of Saudi Arabia, heir apparent to the kingdom and next in line for the throne, hissed at Adam. “Faisal told me it was finished! That you had left him!” Adam cringed. “It was. It is,” he said quickly. “But he’s hurt—” “And you think you have some kind of right to see my nephew?” Prince Abdul’s dark eyes blazed. “After what you did! Wallah! You will stay away from him!” “I love him,” Adam breathed, the tough exterior he was trying to cling to shattering. His face twisted, and he gasped again. A year’s worth of anguish, of burying his feelings, of
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