A Secret Birthright - By Olivia Gates Page 0,49

that and remain yourself or sustain your career. You won’t be able to wipe out your existence. Now that Emad has enlightened me about my father’s obsession with finding Ryan, I know he would only trace you and kidnap him. I also realize that was why Hesham begged me with his dying breaths to protect you. He must have known our father was still looking for him, was afraid he would find you and take Ryan from you. But it doesn’t matter that he has now. I will protect you, but I can’t do that long distance. You have to stay with me.”

She was shaking all over now, feeling her world slip through her fingers like water, and there was nothing she could do to hang on to it.

“But you won’t always be around,” she pleaded. “You can’t. I stand a better chance of keeping Ryan from him if I’m on the other side of the world, not here, where he rules absolute. You didn’t see how he treated me. I wouldn’t be surprised if he had me…”

Fareed’s dug his fingers into her shoulder, stopping her projection in its track. “Gwen, you have nothing to fear, I swear it. I will fulfill my oath to Hesham. I will protect you, with my life. As for my father, he won’t even think of coming near you once you’re my wife.”

Twelve

Gwen didn’t know what happened after Fareed declared that she’d be his wife.

Everything blurred before her as he led her to a helipad behind the mansion where a sleek metal monster awaited them with Rose and Emad already inside. He buckled her in the passenger seat and took the pilot seat after securing Ryan in the back with Rose.

She barely noticed that he flew them over the desert, then out to sea. It could have been minutes or hours later when they came upon an island. He landed in front of a house in the same style as his mansion, only much smaller, steps away from darkening emerald waters and a golden beach glowing with the last rays of sunset.

Emad took Rose and a sound-asleep Ryan upstairs, leaving her and Fareed alone. Fareed gestured for her to wait for him as he walked away to get engaged in a marathon of phone calls.

He now walked back to her, tall and broad and indescribable, everything she could love, his fists clenched in the depths of his tailored pants pockets, his eyes cast downward, his brow knotted, his face cast in the harshness of dark thoughts.

Had she imagined hearing him say she’d be his wife? Or was this why he looked so troubled? Because he was regretting it, was preparing to tell her that he hadn’t meant it?

He raised his eyes. Her heart clenched at what filled them. Nothing she could understand. He’d been always near, clear. Now he was as far, as unfathomable as the stars that twinkled in the sky framing him through the open veranda doors.

He exhaled. “I’ve arranged everything. The cleric and the lawyers will be here in a couple of hours.”

Her heart stumbled through many false starts as she waited for him to elaborate. He just kept his heavy gaze fixed on her, as if he expected her to be the one with something to contribute. An answer. An opinion. An acceptance.

But of what?

She finally asked, “What…what do you intend to do?”

His jaw muscles bunched. “Whatever will keep my father at bay. Now I know his true inclinations, we will need every weapon to stop him. In our culture, a paternal grandfather’s claim to a child, especially if he’s an elder or a man of status and wealth, can trump even a mother’s. My father’s claim as king would be absolute without any foul play. I now understand that when Hesham begged me to find you, he hoped I’d find you first, so I would do this.”

“This? You mean…”

“Marry you,” he completed when she couldn’t. “A mother can only gain power against a grandfather’s claim if she’s married to a man of equal status and wealth. My status might not be as lofty as his here, but my international status and assets are weightier. When I adopt Ryan, we’ll have enough rights among us to outweigh my father’s claim to him.”

This was a dream come true.

And the worst nightmare she could have imagined.

Fareed was offering her marriage. But only because he thought Hesham had meant him to, to keep his child out of their father’s clutches.

She’d already known she’d