An Eid With The Prince

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Abubakar's p.o.v

Is this the feeling called love? Why am I feeling like my world just shattered, Zarah walked in and my life crumbled—everything became useless. I thought I told Uthman not to call her, I looked at Uthman and I gave him a face that clearly says; 'what's happening?' And I could swore I saw an evil grin on his face, That devil, I should have know, he was a horse.

As Zarah ran out and I wanted following her, but I couldn't, I can't make my dad mad, not today.

I dashed out of the ballroom as we're done with the events. I hurried to the parking lot, there I saw Dale Yahaya waiting for someone, I wished it's Zarah, I waited for Zarah for what seemed like eternity, as I was out of patience, I rushed towards the iftar point, there I saw Zarah's silhouette leaving, and I saw Uthman.

Wait? did they just hug? Zarah walked away from Uthman, I was damn angry with Uthman.

"Uthman!" I called, he turned and looked at me, giving me evil grin. "I told you not to invite her, yet you did it, what will you gain from it, what!" I yelled and he laughed out and that annoyed me.

"Firstly, you're rude, you think the world is your diary, you can just write anything you want and it'll come true, secondly, I did it to gain Zarah's trust, love, affection, so that the reason I invited her."

Uthman said to me, oh my God, all what he said wasn't true, that was not me, not my personality and charisma.

"You bastard!" I yelled and gave him a hard punch in his stomach, blood started gushing out of his mouth, like in Chinese series.

"You're a weak one in the game of love!" Uthman said as he cleaned his mouth with his suit, who elected him to be an Earl? I can't take it anymore, I'm the Prince, why was this common slave trashing to me.

I lounged at him and I gave him another punch, and another and another and another. Uthman was actually a weakling, or a fag, I couldn't comprehend—he didn't even move an inch, he just stayed there like a freaking punching bag.

What's the point in hurting him, I should just let it go, I could just get him fired if I've resolve this. Uthman was on the ground wallowing in pain and still smiling. "You're a weak one!" He said again and I gave him the last kick, I kicked him hard, and he was unconscious.

Serves him right,

I felt satisfied. I hurried to my personal driver, Daniel. He drove me to CityMax hotel, I never knew CityMax hotel had such distance until now, I opened the door to my Lamborghini, I rushed to the rotating door, it rotate in a 360° and I was outside again. I finally opened the door and many people were thrilled to see me.

"Prince Abubakar can I have a selfie with you?" A teenager said to me, it should be a quicker shot, I smiled and she took our photo and was grateful.

"Excuse me, can you take me to Mrs Rahman's suite?" I asked a man in his mid thirties.

"Right on it your Highness, let's go, just a three minute elevator ride." He said, I looked at his tag, his name was Spencer Dunlop, we walked to the elevator and it started moving.