” She shakes her head and smiles at Juniper. “Draw me a bath. I wish to wash his stench off.” Juniper nods and takes off to draw her bath. Byte ...sits back and thinks of the one that beat her. Byte had always been a warrior, trained from a very early age to defend herself. Her father was so proud that he passed his blade on to her over his son. He told her on the day he gave her the blade. “Only the man that can defeat you in battle is worthy of you. Never forget that my child.” Byte lived her. She added that it did not seem a nice thought.For the life of the son, a mother can do anything. At the back of her mind, Sona did not want to leave her son though she was not interested in sex. She was superstitious and was afraid of her son as well. Seeing that the matter was not proceeding quickly, Suraj decided to speed up the matter.He pretended to be bent on committing suicide. After some time, Sona asked him whether he was okay with the idea of marrying his mother and sleeping with her.. What he really wanted to do was to start caressing those enticing cheeks as soon as she rolled onto her stomach. Phyllis had taught him well, though, as had the other women. A woman should be brought along carefully. Besides, he had to get Sarah past her fears little by little. It took almost fifteen minutes before he allowed himself to caress those delicious buns.In a reaction that he was becoming used to, she tightened at his first touch on her bottom and seemed to recoil a bit. That was only. She held something in her hands.“Jafar’s staff? Why do you have that?”That treacherous snake. Was he plotting something? Aladdin had never trusted him. There was something about that man, something familiar about him that he couldn’t quite place. Aladdin might not know why it triggered his instincts, but he was no stranger to betrayal and everything in him warned that the vizier was up to no good.“He was just showing it to me. Why don’t you have a look?”She thrust the staff towards him, so fast.