The Trait of Love The Player

The Trait of Love The Player
Shock part 2


Elvier stepped firmly impressed arrogant when passing several guards at the residence of the Albarack noble family.


While Yasmine was increasingly astonished when she saw the guards bow their heads when Elvier and himself passed them.


"Open the door!" elvier's word to one of the guards.


But it seemed that the guard was a little hesitant, not because he did not know who the man before him was at the moment. But because of the status of the man who has ashes in the Albarack family. He was just afraid of making a mistake.


"Tap-a,"


"Second prince?" the call of someone made the guard's words stop.


Elvier turned his gaze in the other direction, while Yasmine was increasingly confused by the current state.


Second prince?


Meaning how? who was called the second prince by the formal suit man who was approaching them.


Can't it be Elvier? even more unlikely if the person who is guarding the door?


"My master is waiting for you in ru-,"


"Take me there!" elvier's Tatah.


"Good Prince! let's follow me."


Elvier did not want to waste time and words, he immediately grabbed Yasmine's palm which felt cold as it was still struck by shock.


Even to take a step Yasmine felt unable. All of this truth was never in his expedition. It turns out that her husband is the son of a Dubai sultan. Fortunately, Elvier had given her a translation aid, so Yasmine could tell what they were talking about.


Gluey!


Yasmine swallowed the hard-earned saliva, she never expected that the taunts of Burak and Hanna the robot were the reality of her life.


Even worse was that he once threw his cheap shoes at this prince of duitan eyes.


Yasmine inhaled a deep breath, she tried her body so as not to overdo anything else until she fainted. Yasmine involuntarily squeezed tightly onto Elvier's palm which was now grasping her hand.


"The second prince has arrived!" yell out the guard.


When the golden-coloured large door opened, all eyes inside were on Elvier and Yasmine. Even Yasmine slightly gasped when she saw some veiled dancers welcoming the arrival of the two of them.


If Yasmine looks so fascinated by the dance of the veiled women, Elvier actually sharpens his gaze on the middle-aged man who is smiling thinly at her. Elvier could see that the two middle-aged men were glazed over, staring at him softly.


"Welcome, Prince-," Lavera said.


"wasted." he continued.


Even Yasmine immediately put an end to her admiration, when she heard the words of the woman who wore luxurious clothing plated with jewelry almost all over her body area.


Outcast prince?


Yasmine's forehead wrinkled, the girl slightly tilted her head in order to be able to see the expression on her husband's face.


"And welcome to also-,"


"Princess Yasmine, Your Majesty." interrupted someone.


Lavera turned her head, then smiled at the man who interrupted her words earlier.


"Thank you Jalal, ah it doesn't seem very important that I memorize his name, does it? what do you think of my husband?" lavera.


Ommar Albarack was seen standing, his broad steps bringing the nobleman closer to Elvier and Yasmine.


"Welcome my son, welcome son-in-law" he said softly impressed.


One hand of the great nobleman was stretched out to rub Yasmine's head, but Ommar's hand floated in the air as Elvier swiftly grabbed Yasmine's waist to get closer to her.


"Can you let us sit down first. Is this palace already short of chairs because it continues to be gnawed by rats?" said Elvier, impressed full of satire.


One corner of his eyes glanced at someone who had been staring deeply at him.


"I also welcome my sister and my brother-in-law" said Yazan Rashid Albarack-The Crown Prince.


"Here is the second Prince" a servant to Elvier.


Without waiting for Elvier immediately brought Yasmine who was still speechless to sit down. Elvier was sure that Yasmine was in shock right now, even the girl's palm was cold. Elvier kept holding Yasmine's hand without letting go.


"I want to have a four-eye talk with Dad, now!" pinta Elvier without wanting to get stale again.




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