I would very much like to have that. Is it you?”“Well yes. And I have always fancied you. I have always fantasized about what your accent would be... like in bed.”“How about a contra deal? The thought of paying a man to fuck me is abhorrent to me. I am very good in bed, or any other position. And I love to talk dirty. If I buy that very expensive piece over there at full price can I have you gratis? You can deliver it and fuck me at the same time. Or now that we have broken the ice, maybe I will. He feasted his eyes on Tiffany, wondered why he had been so crazy as to neglect her. She was gorgeous.Tiffany smiled hotly. She looked at the photos. "How would you like to fuck me here?"Ryan's face spread into a grin. "You took the words right out of my mouth." I hope to take your cock right out of your pants." Be my guest," he said. "It's been a long time since you've sucked me." Too long," she purred. "Sit down at your desk. I'll take good care of you." She winked.Ryan dropped into his. It might even be fun.When she reached his suite, in a trouser suit and escorted by a junior eunuch from her own harem, she found a handsome young man of about her own age was already talking to the Emir."Ah, here you are," the Emir greeted her, "Come and meet your eldest brother, Crown Prince Mustapha, he is a few months younger than you, and will one day be the Emir."She offered her hand and said, "Hullo. I'm Elaheh, but my friends call me Ellie."He did not shake the proffered hand, but looked. Dad shook his head no, and that was when the man pulled a gun and pointed it at Dad through the closed window. By this time, the light had turned green, but Dad had not noticed—he was concentrating on that gun pointed at his head.When Dad didn’t move, the fool with the gun fired through the window glass at Dad. Of course, the window shattered and sprayed glass shards everywhere. The bullet hit Dad in the side of the head, but did not penetrate because of the body armor he was wearing that had.