her body free from his touch. She didn’t care that he wasn’t to blame. She was hurt, scared and angry at her brother for marrying her off to a man who was loathsome in her mind. This man, so tall and handsome, so rugged and….well, he was just a target because he made her nervous which shouldn’t have filtered through t o her anger!
She gasped as her mind finally figured out what had happened. “No! This all makes sense now! You told him what I do at night.” She turned to glare at Rashid. “And you’re punishing me by making me marry the man who slaughters his people. How could you!”
“Silence!” Rashid commanded. He couldn’t believe that his normally obedient sister was making such a fuss. Rashid actually thought she would be happy with his choice of a husband once she’d met him. Never in his wildest imaginings had he thought she would be this unconscionably rude to her future husband. “The papers have been signed. You will marry Hussan El Hamin so stop fighting this and insulting the man!”
Isla tried to push out of this man’s arms, furious that he’d witnessed her unladylike behavior but more terrified of her impending groom. She hated to think that Rashid would be so cruel as to punish her like this. And how could her brother have found out? Only if this man had told him could he r brother know her secret so all of her fury was directed towards this stranger.
“Get your hands off of me! You bastard! I can’t believe you’ve gotten your master’s way by telling on me. How juvenile! And all my team was doing was helping anyone who needed assistance . That’s not a crime and it wouldn’t be necessary if your leader weren’t such a n evil power monger !”
“Isla! You will cease right this instant!” Rashid roared.
Isla spun around, shaking her head. “I won’t! I’ll tell the whole world what a horrible man you’ve sold me off to. And there’s nothing you can do about it! Every pre-wedding interview will be a news conference on how horrible the conditions are in that poor country with all the people suffering. Just you wait! If that disgusting pig is going to make me marry him, then I’ll damn well tell the whole world what he’s done.”
Hus s an looked at his friend and raised an eyebrow. “If that’s the case, would you mind if I took measures to limit the potential damage to Siliaria’s reputation?”
Rashid was looking at his sister, dumbfounded at her behavior. The only time he could remember being angrier was when his security forces couldn’t find Sidra. Things had turned out well with her and he was now happily married to the beautiful woman. He looked up at the man he respected possibly more than any other and nodded. “Do what you need to do,” he replied. “With my blessing.”
Isla had no idea what they were talking about, but she couldn’t get her arm free, no matter how much she tried to shake off this huge man’s hold. She’d probably have several bruises tomorrow, but right now, she was too hurt by her brother’s betrayal to worry about that.
She knew that her future husband wouldn’t care that the brute he’d sent to sign the papers had bruised her skin. No, he’d probably take pride in the fact that she’d had to be disciplined. “Let go of me!” she snapped.
Rashid was livi d at this un - precedented lack of decorum on his sister’s part. She’d never behaved in this manner. “Is there anything I can do to help with this situation? And please, I apologize for her rudeness.”
Hussan dismissed the apology , almost smiling with anticipation. This woman surprised him with her spunk. He was impressed and actually enjoyed her movements. Beyond that, a pparently his future wife needed an education in what was really happening in Silaria and he was just the man to do it. “I’ll handle this with all the respect she deserves at the