Stolen By The Sheikh (Interracial Romance) Read Online Free Page B

the possibilities.
    There was another knock at the door, and Dani jumped. Even though she had been told that everything in the room was for her, she felt like she had been caught stealing, or snooping through someone else’s things. She squeaked, “Come in,” as she quickly exited the closet and sat down on the edge of the bed.
    It was the Sheikh again, and this time he came bearing gifts. His arms were heavy with enormous shopping bags, which he struggled to gracefully place at her feet. He smiled as he noticed she was wearing the new clothes he had left for her, and said, “You’ve changed. I hope you like your new wardrobe. I tried to make sure that you had plenty of variety, all of the best brands and latest trends, plenty of everything…”
    Before she could stop herself, she found herself questioning him. “Yes, it’s all beautiful. But what about the burqas? I don’t want to wear a burqa.”
    The Sheikh laughed, as if this was the funniest thing in the world, and that perhaps her discontent was simply due to a misunderstanding. “Oh, Dani, don’t worry about the burqas! I’m a very modern man. You don’t ever have to wear them at home. Eventually, once I know that it’s safe to take you in public, you’ll wear them when we go out. But that’s it! At no other time will you have to put them on.”
    She spat and crossed her arms. “I see. We have very different ideas about what it means to be a modern man.”
    Abdul stared at her in complete bewilderment. What more could she possibly want? He was only going to keep her safe from the prying eyes of lascivious men. Otherwise, she would have complete autonomy. There could be no more liberal a man in all of Saudi Arabia! He wanted to make her see this, but he also didn’t want to argue with her. Eventually, he would get her to see things his way, but first he needed to make peace with her. He desperately wanted her to like him.
    Ignoring her comment, he glanced up at the TV. He said, “You like TV? I noticed you were watching it earlier, too.”
    She sighed, “Usually I like it well enough, but there’s really nothing to watch here. Only one station in English, and none of the shows I would normally watch. It seems to be very heavily censored. I only have it on because I have nothing else to do.”
    With a flourish, the Sheikh gestured to the shopping bags. He looked quite proud of himself as he said, “I thought you might be bored! I wasn’t sure about your interests, so I tried to select a wide variety of interesting things. I figured that you can keep whatever you like, and if any of it isn’t to your liking just stick it in a bag and I’ll give it to the servants to take home to their families.”
    Dani thanked him, but her jaw was still rigidly set. He smiled softly at her. She was so beautiful, and despite her hostility towards him, he secretly admired her fire. He knew that women were supposed to be obedient, and he did expect that she would learn her place, but he also wanted her to keep her spirit. How could he have it both ways? He’d have to figure it out. He glanced at his watch and realized that he was running late for a meeting.
    “I have to run. Dani, please enjoy your gifts. I’ll be back this evening to check in on you.”
    And with that, he was gone, and once again, Dani was alone in her room. As she went through the bags, she was astonished by the amount of money the Sheikh must have spent. One bag was filled to the brim with books in English. Another bag was filled with skeins of yarn, knitting needles, crochet books, and how-to books. A third contained all kinds of supplies for paper crafts. There was a Nintendo 3DS with a dozen games, an Arabic language course with CDs and workbooks, a journal, pens, pencils, pads of drawing and watercolor paper, sets of paints, charcoals, and pastels, and a small tabletop easel. She might be lonely, but she certainly couldn’t complain of having nothing to do now. The choices were so