Kidnapped by the Arab

Cambell was feeling more relaxed; it seemed like the video issue was starting to fade away. He had arranged for a flower shop in Los Angeles to send beautiful floral arrangements to Thara every day, along with cards carrying messages he wrote. At first, Thara rejected them, but eventually, she started accepting them and responding to his messages.

That day, he had a lot of work at the office. It was Friday, and in the afternoon, he would travel to Los Angeles to see Thara. It had been months since he last saw her, and he could already imagine the passionate night they would spend together. He reviewed some documents while humming a cheerful song; he couldn’t be in a better mood that day.Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Suddenly, the office door swung open, and the blonde girl from the bar barged in.

“What the hell!”

“Hello, handsome. Do you remember me?”

“Well, I’ve been searching for you everywhere, and you’ve just waltzed into the wolf’s den. You’re not leaving until you tell me your intentions when you drugged me and filmed that disgusting video.”

“Disgusting? I thought you enjoyed it. If you don’t believe me, you can watch the video.”

“What a shameless woman you are.”

Cambell called security to guard his office’s door and prevent the girl from escaping. The office was equipped with cameras to record her statements if she later changed her story.

“Haha, that won’t be necessary, handsome. I won’t go anywhere until you hear me out.”

“Start talking.”

“I’m pregnant.”

Cambell turned pale upon hearing the news, and he glanced at her slightly bulging belly. He thought it might be a trick.

“Don’t try to fool me; even if you’re pregnant, don’t come up with the lie that it’s mine.”

“I’m here because it is yours. That day, you didn’t use protection; you said you didn’t have any and were in a rush to buy some. I trusted you because it wasn’t my fertile period.”

“Who are you, and what do you want?”

“The father of my child. That’s what I want. I won’t lie; I made that video because someone paid me to do it. But your child was something that happened unintentionally.”

“Who paid you?”

“A woman approached me at the bar, offering a substantial amount of money. My parents had kicked me out of the house, and I needed it at that moment. Don’t ask me who that woman was; I couldn’t see her face; she was wearing a hood.”

Cambell got furious and grabbed the girl’s arm.

“Hey, stop hurting me!”

“We’re going to the doctor right now to confirm if you’re really pregnant and if that child is mine.”

They headed to the hospital, where the director was Cambell’s friend.

“What brings you here, my friend? It’s been a while.”

“I need your help. I want to know if this girl is pregnant and if the child is really mine.”

The doctor recognized the girl immediately from the controversial video.

“Hey! Sorry about that; I got lost staring at her.”

He guided them to an examination room, asked the girl to lie on the examination table, and exposed her belly, which had indeed grown.

“You might feel a little cold and discomfort, but it’ll pass.”

He started performing the ultrasound on her belly, and then he stopped the image and looked seriously at Cambell.

“Do you see that there?”

“Yes, I see it.”

“That’s a baby. This girl is approximately five months pregnant.”

“Damn it! Is there a way to confirm if it’s mine?”

“There is; it’s a straightforward procedure that poses no risk to the baby. We take a sample of the mother’s blood and a saliva sample from the alleged father.”

“Is it a reliable test?”

“Absolutely, it’s a trustworthy test. The fetus’s DNA can be found in the mother’s blood, and we can perform it as early as the tenth week of pregnancy with 99% accuracy.”

“Let’s do it.”

“Wait a moment; I’ll get what we need. We’ll have the results in seven days.”

Cambell turned to the blonde girl, his eyes shooting flames of anger. He imagined himself tearing her apart with his bare hands but decided to leave her be; it was evident that she was very nervous.

He looked at her for a moment; she was young and beautiful. He couldn’t understand why she behaved this way. The doctor returned to take the samples.

“I have everything we need. Let’s take the samples.”

He drew blood from the girl and used a swab to collect a saliva sample from Cambell’s mouth.

Later that evening, Cambell and the girl left the clinic. He was in a mood he couldn’t stand himself, and he knew he had to cancel his date with Thara. He couldn’t let that girl escape again, but as he was lost in thought, he didn’t notice someone taking pictures of them.

He had to think carefully about what to do so that the girl wouldn’t escape. It was going to be a big mess when Thara found out.

In Dubai, things hadn’t gone very well for Mía during the equestrian event. Ahmed tried not to leave her alone with his family, but he was a man in high demand and couldn’t keep an eye on her all the time.

“Look who we have here,” Aracha said, approaching Mía with other girls.

“Did you know that Ahmed will announce our engagement this afternoon?”

“I didn’t know, but congratulations to both of you,” Mía replied politely, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to escape. She didn’t know why hearing that news made her feel sad. Raccha observed everything with disapproval but couldn’t intervene.

“Oh, how sweet! Look, girls, the American has become sentimental.”

Ahmed’s sister came to her rescue, taking her away from Aracha and the other girls. Aracha glared at her. Wasn’t she her friend? She took Mía to where Ibrahim was.

“Don’t leave our side; those girls can be very cruel,” Ibrahim said.

“Thank you.”

After the equestrian event and before the concert began, Assin Amin, Aracha’s father, took the microphone. He wanted to take advantage of the presence of the most influential people to pressure Ahmed. He asked him to come forward to announce his engagement himself.

Ahmed was surprised by Assim’s audacity and cunning.

“Come on, son, you have to announce your engagement. It will improve the relationship with the Amin family.”

The Amin family was the second most important in the country, so Básima was eager to strengthen their ties with them.

Ahmed obeyed his mother and approached Assim, who gladly handed him the microphone and stepped aside for him to speak.

“As Mr. Amin said, I am engaged, and I want to introduce my future wife.”

Aracha stepped forward, ready to go by his side, showing a wide smile of excitement. She couldn’t contain her joy; she would finally marry the love of her life and gain the position she desired.

“Allow me to introduce my fiancée.”

He walked towards Mía to bring her forward.

Ibrahim was surprised by his brother’s actions; he had told Ahmed that Mía was being sought by her ex-fiancé. Ibrahim quickly grabbed a hijab from a girl next to him and tossed it to Mía, urging her to cover her face. Mía removed her hat and quickly covered herself with the hijab.

She didn’t know what was happening. When did she get engaged to Ahmed?

Aracha couldn’t contain her fury and attacked Mía, attempting to hit her. Ahmed stopped her hands to prevent any harm.

Assim, furious, tried to hit Ahmed, but the Sheikh’s bodyguards prevented him.

“You’ll pay dearly for this offense. You’ll hear from me soon,” Assim said, taking Aracha by the arm as they left.

“Husband, you don’t know what you’ve done. You’ve just declared war on the Amin family,” Básima said with tears in her eyes.

Arkham approached Ahmed, furious.

“You’re an idiot. So many things depended on your engagement with Aracha, and now you’ve put the family’s stability and security at risk.”

He turned to Mía, who was still in shock.

“How could you agree to get engaged to my brother? I thought I might have a chance to be with you.”

Ahmed pulled Mía behind him to protect her from his brother. He had created a mess, and he would have to explain to Mía what was going on. Perhaps it was time to confess his true identity to her.