We went back in and I started upstairs as she went to the living room. I made a little noise upstairs like I was getting in to bed and quietly came ba...ck down. I was able to move around to the kitchen where I had an unobstructed but hidden view. She was sitting really close to him again, this time without the sheet, and they were whispering. She was saying that this isn’t something she does and it was the alcohol talking, as her hands were wandering over his arms and chest. He took her face in. As lighthearted as I could, I said to them, "I promised Caitlin that I would take her to dinner tonight, so you guys are on your own. Do you need any money, Mickey?" No, we're good. I know just the spot to take Hanna. You guys have fun." He took Hanna's arm and steered her towards the second room.By the time I managed to shut the door behind us, Caitlin's smile was lighting up the room. "I didn't think it would be possible, but we do get to spend our last night together, don't we?"I tried to. So your life is safe. Go in peace, and keep your lips sealed. If my secret should become known to any one soul, remember that I can have you killed discreetly. Sultana or no Sultana, then I will have you devoured by desert scorpions. Do you understand that, boy!”Younos shivered.“Yes, my lord,” he said. “You will not see me again, unless you ask for me, or you happen to come to the Sultana’s court.”Suleiman dismissed him from his attention. Younos tiptoed out of his presence, knowing well that. God, I felt so deliciously wicked. Driving down the road in the white Mustang was having the now familiar effect of clicking the Ben Wah balls inside me. My nipples were tingling and the wind blew my blonde hair around my face.I was starting to feel almost out of control, like events were leading me, rather than the other way around. At the same time, I had the strangest sense of freedom. Like it was fate dictating what happened. I wasn't responsible. I didn't make choices. I just did as I was.