Malik POV
Your majesty, you're grinning like a chester cat!" Omar noticed me and I glared at him.
"I don't look like a cat Omar!"
"I am sorry your majesty for saying that!" He said.
"Your majesty? Do you give permission to let the girl go up?" My bodyguard said and I almost forgot that he was there and asking my permission.
"Yes! Make her come here and accompany her!" I said to him,
"Copy your Majesty!" Then the voice ends and my heart drums excitedly.
After fifteen minutes, the door to my hotel room opened revealing a very annoyed Natasha with my bodyguard on her tail.
If looks can kill I am already dead and buried down six feet below. I dismissed my guard and told them they could wait outside.
As the door closed I saw Natasha charging her steps towards me but before she could get closer to me Omar stepped in making me tilt my head in confusion.
"Step out, I don't feel like fighting with you now!" She hissed at Omar but her glare never left me.
"Miss Natasha, I believe it's my duty to protect my prince when he is in danger!" That made me almost laugh when I saw Natasha reaction when Omar said it.
"What do you think of me Omar? A walking disaster? Because you are implying that I am associated with danger!" She shouted this time.
Obviously Omar made her more pissed off.
"No Miss Natasha it's my one way of saying to calm down and just talk about it. Let your majesty explain!" He said calmly.
I am amazed at how he stays calm at this moment when I can see that any time Natasha is ready pouncing over him.
I think he is already used to her outbursts.
"Oh really? Just step out, Omar. You idiot get your bodyguard away from me!" She said while she looked at me throwing daggers in her eyes.
"Omar, step out! I think my love does not want to be disturb!"
"Shut up! Don't call me love! And you Omar butt out!" Making Omar's eyes turn horrified.
"You can't just say it to someone, Miss Natasha!" He said in horror.
"What?" She frowned "you both are weird, can you just step out!" She said and stepped forward making her way to me. Then omary grabbed her wrist that made me internvine.
I hate other guys touching her. It makes my blood boil.
"Omar, don't touch her!' I said as I held Natasha's other hand and she looked both of us confused.
"Are you both into something? Cause you both are always acting weird!"
"No my love. So what do I owe this sudden visit?" I said as she was now in front of me. Just as I say the last, her hands automatically collide in my head. It earns a sound making Omar look at me.
"Miss Natasha, don't ever do that to your majesty. You can get sued ,it's against the law.!"
"Your majesty my butt!"
"Your majesty, this is what I told you. She's perfectly not suitable to be your girlfriend!"
"Exfuckingcuseme? Me? Not suitable? As if I am dreaming to be one! This idiot guy here is just telling people that I am his girlfriend. What the fuck? Are you out of your mind?" She said blabbering and now Omar's face turns sour as she keeps cursing words at me.
"Your majesty is just saving you...."
"Shut up! Why are you always butt in anyway? Do you want me to punch you?" She said making Omar pale.
"It's unladylike Miss Natasha!" He disapproved.
"So? As if it matters to me!" She snorted and looked at me secretly. 'Told you your majesty'
"Come take a seat, love. Do you want tea , coffee? What do you prefer?" I asked her to motion her to go sit down on the couch.
"No! I don't want anything! I just want to explain why you have to say that!"
"Love, you know I am royalty and it's against our law to be seen like that!"
"As if it's my fault. You should sue the paparazzi instead of bluffing about those things!" She said her cheeks turned red and made me remember the night we shared together. Those pinky cheeks got me when she stared at me with those green eyes.
"Love, we can't undo what the paparazzi did. What I just did was for collateral damage!"
"Collateral damage? Seriously? Are you gone mad? You know that after this people will think I am actually your girlfriend? Did you think of what your family or country says? And mine too!" As she huffed and grabbed her hair in an unladylike manner.
Omar witnessed it and even shook his head looking at me disapprovingly. I gave him a firm look to not say anything or else this guy will break loose.
"Love, If your family wants to meet me we can arrange a date for that. As for my family, don't worry I will handle it. You don't have to worry about me, my love!"
"Can you stop calling me that endearment? If I don't know you I will call you obsessed with me. How the hell will I not worry? So how long does this fake relationship take?" She asked me while snorting at me.
"Love, you don't have to put it as fake. In fact we can make it real. It's up to you since I don't have a girlfriend and I know you also don't have a boyfriend right?" I said to her as I tried to convince.
"No way!" She shakes her head. "I don't want to be associated with you. It's already hard for me to be part of an influential family and now I will add you? Nah... no thanks!"
"Love, I can protect you with all my might. I promise you that!" I said as I attempted to hold her hand but before I could grab it she glared at me.
Haizt! This woman really has little patience in me. I wonder how I can make her see that I am damn serious and want nothing but good on her.
"Look Malik I appreciate whatever you have done, ok I can understand that. But we will not take this relationship any further. Maybe after a week we can release a statement again and tell the public that we broke up!" Out of the corner of my eyes I saw Omar looked relieved and the side of her lips curled that I wanted to punch him for feeling happy when I am in misery.
"Love, no need to rush!"
"No! This time both of us will release a statement. Don't go again doing things on your own. Or else I am going to kill you!" She said while narrowing her eyes at me.
"Love, how about we talk about this later on? Did you already have your breakfast?!"
"Do you really think I have time to eat my breakfast after all of this racus? But it's ok I will go home now!" She said and she stood up but before she could take another step I grabbed her hands stopping her.
"Then you can have your breakfast here. I also have not taken my breakfast yet! Come on, I'll cook for both of us!"
"Your majesty, I will cook for both of you!"
"Omar, why don't you review those papers on my table so when I am vacant I can work with it?" I said as I gave him a tone that didn't ever dare to interrupt me. He gulped and nodded at me.
"Are you sure I can eat breakfast here? I can go back!"
"No need for love , come on!" I said as I guided her towards my kitchen.