Chapter 161 - Stunned

Benjamin

Jasmine muttered when I carried her down the stairs. Not that I cared about that. There was no way she would climb the stairs down again.

"Really?!" Jasmine complained. "Those cars again." She went on. I was utterly confused. I opened the back of the car and let her in. 

Pablo got in the car with us as well, much to my dismay…. But well.. I had offered this complete stranger to come on my honeymoon myself, if that was what it took to keep her from wandering off and putting her life at risk in so many ways, I was happy to do that.

"This car is like a huge sign on our foreheads." She complained. "It also protects us from anything and everything." I told her scraping my throat. "Weren't you the one that always wanted to be normal?" She mumbled under her breath, looking outside the window. 

"Jasmine, we are not alone and this man has not signed any disclosure papers yet." I uttered. 

I did a background check on him and he seemed clean though, but you could not be too careful. 

My driver handed me a set of papers and a pen. I handed them to Pablo. He suspiciously eyed them. "The disclosure papers." He observed. "I assume." He added. 

"Yes." I said getting into business mode. "And you will get paid that amount of money." I said pointing towards that line on the papers.

Pablo's jaw dropped. 

He quickly took the pen and signed the papers. "Good." I said. "Now you can continue." I sarcastically said to Jasmine. 

Jasmine looked pissed. Well… She was easily pissed. "Don't act like what I said was a joke." She spat at me.

Eyes wide, I pouted my lips. So she actually would continue her rant…. I told myself I would not drink during our honeymoon, but I needed a drink right now. I took the bottle of scotch from the minibar and asked if Pablo wanted a drink as well. He shook his head no. More for me.

I threw the liquor down my throat.

"Didn't you even trick me into believing you were a servant, so you could get in my pants." She said with an attitude. I almost choked in my drink, coughing very hard.

Unbelievable… My heart broke into a million pieces. I did not know how to react to that, so I said nothing. 

Her eyes tried to burn me down. I probably deserved this after what I had done with Saphira. But Jasmine did not know about that. So I… I truly did not know why she was doing this to me.

"I am not born in Saudi." I explained to Pablo. "I was always just a regular American man, or at least that is what I tried to be."

"On my visits to my grandfather, I sometimes had a hard time with all the fame, power and… well everything that came with being a Saudi prince. I admit that I enjoyed my privileges and the woman that came with that." I said running my hand through my hair. I did not need to explain this to him.

I just… I hated what Jasmine said about me just now. It was not true and utterly unfair.

"When my grandfather told me about Jasmine's arrival, about her character, her intense drive to gather knowledge, I got a little, a lot, intrigued." I correcter myself and swiftly looked at her.

Her eyes were still hard.

"Fair enough, I pretended to be a servant, but not to get into her pants." I said shaking my head because of what she accused me of. 

"Maybe I should remind you Jasmine, that you once were angry because I got into many pants, but yours, during that time." I said and threw some more alcohol down my throat.

"You even complained that you and I fell in love and that I was not faithful to you, remeber?!" Jasmine did not react anymore. 

"You guys… this all is none of my business really…" The artist shrugged. I smiled at him. "I'm sorry." I said to him. "I normally do not give into her rants, but I can not let her say something about me like that. When she knows I love her more than anything in this whole universe."

Jasmine made an irritated sound. What now?! She was not going to continue, was she… "That is a bunch of crap." She said using language that did not fit her. 

I played with my fingers, really trying to keep calm. "Oh come on… Benjamin… Your dear Evangeline?!" She said and made a gagging sound. 

I looked at the artist and visibly swallowed. 

"Do you know what that stands for Pablo?" Jasmine smiled at the artist. "It is from a children's movie right. Something about a star, I don't know really." He frowned.

"It is his true love." She said eyeing me. 

"Jasmine… listen." I said trying to keep calm. "Honey I am not about to fight with you, I love you, I adore you." I said pleadingly. 

"The only reason I let Saphira into my heart is because you did not want to marry me. You had broken all contact with me, even though I kept on pursuing you. You can not blame me that I then met someone else." I breathed. 

"But I picked you, I chose you and I would do that again and again in a million lifetimes in every universe, I would pick you." It was not manly, but tears welled up in my eyes. 

"Please stop the car." I told the driver. He did, in the middle of the road and I got out. "Have a great day today." I told her. "I will see the both of you tonight." I breathed and swiftly kissed her forehead.

Cars behind me were honking, but I did not let that get to me. Immediately my phone rang. It was my assistant and I picked up. "Sir." Another car is getting you in; 1, 2, 3… I am here." He said and another one of my royal cars stopped in front of me. 

My assistant sat in that car as well. "Do you want a drink sir?" He asked me. I thought about that And I sighed. 

"I better not, right?!" I asked his advice. "I would understand If you needed it." He said not blaming me. 

"Should I tell Jasmine that I kissed Saphira?" I asked him. I knew that he knew. "And then what." He shrugged. "What good would that do? It will only give her more ammunition your highness." He said. 

He was right. "Still… I feel like I need to be honest to her." I told him. "Your grandfather would never allow it." He said meaningfully.

"My guilt is eating me alive." I said in all honesty. "I would of never done this if I was sober and I don't think I was ever that drunk before either." I said scratching in between my eyes.

"Still the liquor is no excuse, because it simply magnifies what is already there." I sighed. "May I ask you something your grace?" He asked me. I eyed him, he was getting bold. 

I smiled, gesturing that he should continue. "Why did you think it was a good idea to invite another man to your honeymoon?!" My assistant frowned.

I chuckled. "Honestly, I do not know." I mused. 

"Are you going to fly the chopper yourself, or do you want me to arrange a pilot?" He asked me. 

He was very young and slimly build. Black hair, a pointy nose, no facial hair. Just like every servant I had, he wore a black suit when we entered the western world and a thobe when we would be in Saudi. 

"You know what." I smiled at him. "Let's take a tour together first, if you wish." I asked. "Of course your majesty." He said. 

The car took us to my helicopter and we got in. The servant seemed somehow exited. We roamed the sky together, looking at Cyprus from above. 

When we landed on my yacht, I asked him if he wanted to join me to watch a movie. "Yes, of course you grace." He seemed delighted.

The screen came out of the deck and we lounged on the comfortable couches on deck. The both of us bunked the food that was in front of us. 

"We were watching a kung fu movie. Can you do that Akim?" I asked him. He looked at me stunned. 

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Did I say something wrong?" I asked my assistant. "No… I just thought that I heard you say my name…" He trailed off a bit cautious. 

"Mhh… " I said. "Is that so strange?" I asked him skeptically. "No, no, no… forgive me your highness… it's just that I have never head you call me by my name before." 

"Oh…" I breathed. "Really?" I asked. 

Jasmine

"How come the two of you are fighting like that?" Pablo asked me while we were looking at the incredible few from the ruin.