Oasis needed him back at his best making sure everything came to fruition for his project. But he didn’t care. He’d stayed in his wing of the compound, stewing over all of it and waiting for one final thing. He’d sent for a special package from the Blue Suede Chapel. It had taken almost a week to come from the United States, but he had it in hand and a plan to pull his life back together.He’d lied to himself.He could try to wish Kelly well, but the thought of her away in New York, starting her life and eventually finding comfort with another man, burned him. He might never force her, might not drag her into the harem, which would technically be his right as a sheikh, but he’d be damned if he’d give up without a fight.He grinned to himself and rushed out the doors. First, he had needed to speak with his father, then he was going to sweep a certain woman off her feet. It didn’t take long to find his father. He was in the damn harem room to begin with and, even after over thirty years of this part of his life, this annoyed Asam.
