But indeed, if you left the pasha out of the equation, she had never actually feared for her life, because she figured she was simply too valuable to ...he Prince. Even though she had never met him thus far, it was apparent in so many things. She was his most expensive and exclusive toy. Uday's Toy. You don't break your favourite toy! Not your OWN toy.But she had ignited the hatred of his right-hand, Rashid, an unscrupulous individual with a hidden agenda who had it in for her. He wouldn't leave. She grinned broadly and her beautiful face made a smile emerge on my face. “Better luck next time.”I was about to reply when she asked about dinner and I said that I could have anything for dinner. Within twenty minutes we were sitting at the table having dinner and occasionally talking to each other. My stomach was so full that I started feeling sleepy. She was also going to her bed and she asked me to accompany her because there was only a single bed in her house. At first I hesitated a bit. " she said, standing up and locking the door to the bedroom "If you want me to treat you like an equal.. if you want me to treat you with respect then you must do something for me." Elisabeth unzipped the back of her Chanel dress which fell to the floor, just standing in black lacy underwear and black stockings. Her slim body was complimented by the sexy underwear. She had a small damp spot in her panties. Her black hair cascaded down her back with slight curls in ends "Fuck me, or else you'll. ”“Good. Only the best for my Alpha.”Morales snapped his head up to stare at her, but the grin that he expected wasn’t there; she was serious. “That’s not funny,” he grumbled quietly.“I didn’t mean for it to be,” she answered right back.Morales didn’t know what to say, so he just shut up and ate as Jasmine sat beside him eating her own breakfast.I never understood why the call girls kept coming back, sometimes “just to visit”, and now I’m at a loss to understand Jasmine. Why don’t women just say.