HE IS ROYALTY (AWAITING EDITING 😉)

Chapter 15

Sultan

"Okay safe flight" i said to Haidar over the phone as I dropped out of the car and went inside

I am so exhausted from work and the company that was trying to take away some important clients from us,

My manager fired half of the staffs without consulting me so i had to fire him too

Now Haidar have to come and help sort some things out before Friday because I have to be in Jigawa that same Friday for my uncles coronation which is a must since he was part of my mother's family and few of the people that still wants me to be alive,

I went in a hurry expecting to see lunch set already because I left in a hurry today without even taking breakfast

Immediately i got to the dining table it was as clean as you can imagine, not even a spoon was there

The anger i was feeling initially doubled and I couldn't even control my anger,

I know i have anger issues but that is not my fault people won't just do what is right and life should move on

I threw my suit on the couch and sat on one of the dining chair and took 4 deep breaths to calm myself down as my therapist advised ,

The royal blood in me never allows me to raise my voice so i cant just shout and call the girls name from here,

I walked into the kitchen which was clear too not even a sign of used pots,

Where the hell could she be and when did she even start going out without telling me, or even going out totally

I swallowed a little bit of my pride and called the guards to check the kitchen if she was there but she wasn't,

"Is she not the smallish looking girl with blue and black uniform?" The chief guard asked the others and they nodded

"She went out not so long ago" he said and i just went and sat back down with hunger twisting my stomach,

I didn't even know when i slept and woke up but the girl is still not back,

And i cant just pour away my pride and cook, that is not and will never be me,

I opened the fridge and found a small bowl of mashed potatoes so I warmed it in the microwave and ate,

I cant remember the last time i used my hand to make something to eat and that little bastard must pay for this,

I heard the imam calling the Adhan for magrib so i got up to go and prepare for prayer when i heard the front door open gently,

I sat down in the dark parlor and waited to see what she was up to,

The light downstairs was on so i saw her holding a gift bag that she gently dropped on top of the cupboard beside the door and started coming up slowly trying to sneak into the kitchen

"And do you care to explain where the hell you were?" I said as she quickly released the door knob and turned

"I.......i was.....i" she started stammering

I stood up and switched the light so she can see that I wasn't joking

I gave her a blank stare waiting for her to talk she knelt down immediately fixing her eyes on the tiles

"I went to visit Didi" she said slowly

"With whose permission?"