I will need sturdy crates for shipping that don’t have to be pretty, but I will have products that will need boxes that will be as pretty and as val...able as the merchandise inside the box. They will keep both.”“What will be in the box?”“Jewelry, the glasses you just saw. Many things that will take your breath away, but the box will let them know that they are ready to see greatness.”“I can make crates, but I know the man that can make the boxes you seek. I will have him make some samples and. " I happen to be the Emir and this is my home. You are now a member of my harem and you will do exactly what I want. The Admiral has given you to me as a present on his appointment." He can't have. Nobody can give people away like that."A frisson of mixed excitement and fear went through her. She was speaking to an Emir, in person; on the other hand, he seemed to think he owned her."Not in England, of course, but they can here, and he has. Now you are simply my newest concubine. Do you. It was Sage. She couldnt help herself then. Curiosity pulled her to the window so she could look at the two of them better. She looked at him first out of longing. She could only see the back of him, but his brown hair was as soft and luscious as ever. She could tell just by looking at it. His muscular arms wrapped around her little, yellow sundress. She couldnt make out specific features, but her blonde hair was curled and flowed down past her shoulders. She knew from Facebook that she had. "Look who's up!" her dad shouted as she wandered into the kitchen. For 9AM, he was entirely too giddy. He probably had sex again."Look who's home!" she sassed back. "Did someone forget about his curfew?" She poured herself a cup of coffee, only partly to see if he'd scold her for stunting her growth. He didn't."I'm sorry," he said earnestly. "I don't mean to neglect you guys. It's just..." It's ok, Dad," she said. She took a slow sip of the coffee and smiled. "You need this. Really!" She hoped.