The Sheikh King's Chosen queen

06. Compromise

He arched a perfectly groomed brow in question.

She smiled and indicated to the room.

"All this. Beautiful yes but unnecessary. So is this what it entails and expected when dating a king?"

" More or less. The women I entertain appreciate a level of luxury even if it's for a little while. I have come to expect it myself".

"Must be boring".

"What is? "

" Your life. I mean why go through all of this, it seems like a waste. Simply because you can?'.

His mouth turned up in a smile.

"It has its benefits Chanteel I can assure you of that " he sipped his glass of wine and regarded her amused."You're an enigma Chanteel Banks, I don't think a thousand years would be long enough to discover what makes you who you are. But I am a patient man"

"There's nothing to discover."

"Oh, I beg to disagree. I think you're a woman of many wonders, which are hidden of course"

She smiled at him. "You beg? That's something I must see. And I have no hidden wonders". She stated.

"We'll see"

He signaled to the waiter who hurried over and refilled their glasses.

" And you're very correct in your assumptions. I never beg. I have never had a reason to".

"Yet. There's always a possibility. Maybe you just haven't found something worth having that you can't get "

" I can get anything I want. And I never had to beg"

"You are arrogant".

" I am certain of whom and what I am".

" A king? ".

" I am but a man with blood and heart. Nothing stands in my way from getting what I want". He told her. She believed him. Nothing would stop him.

" And you want my son ". It wasn't a question. She glanced away. " I will not lose him. He is my life. But either can I deny him his father ".

" Correct. He will want for nothing. I shall lay the world at his feet "

She met his golden gaze."I don't trust you, I will be a fool to do so and I am no fool. Give me a month to get things...."

"No! " he said firmly" You have a week. I have already wasted enough time as it is. I will return to Zazaar in a weeks time'.

" Now wait a damn minute! "she snapped." This is my life that's being turned upside-down. Not yours. The least you can do is grant me this courtesy....."

"I am a king Ms. Banks I do not have the luxury of granting courtesies. Nor do I wish to begin now. You have a week to get your affairs in order. Or I will return to Zazaar with my son and without you "

" Why the hell did I believe for a minute you can be understanding. You're nothing but a heartless son of a b***h! "

She stood but he caught her arm pulling her to him so that he towered over her. Chanteel glared at where his hand grips her, sending tingles throughout her skin. Then met his hard eyes." A week or you're will regret it.".He threatened.

"Don't put your hands on me ever again. I don't care if you're a king. I will f**k you up!". he warned.

He released her. A look around showed that they had an audience. A very shocked and worried one.

" I won't fight with you Chanteel. We both know that you have no other choice. I have spoken"

Oh, he had indeed and was correct, that she had no choice but to comply.

She was shaking so terribly that it's was only her pride preventing her from crying before him. She won't cry. Never before this man. She balled her fists and walked up to him. "f**k you!"

Murat reeled as she brushed past, almost knocking him down as she left. He ran a hand over his face and sighed. He had never felt more embarrassed in all his life as he did then. He sat down and drained his wine.

"What the hell are you doing Murat? " he wondered aloud to himself.

**************

" Your mother is on line one,". Stella said as she watched her boss pace her office. To say the place was in a state of shock and panic was an understatement. Since her big announcement yesterday the firm was at odds. A new manager had been appointed and her A list clients passed onto the senior attorneys. Chanteel sighed. "Has Andrew returned yet?" she asked still pacing.

" He called he is on the way." Stella Informed.

"As soon as he comes, send him in. And ensure that I am not disturbed "

" Sure thing boss''

Chanteel watched as her assistant leave and snatched up the phone

"Mama "

" Chanteel what the hell is going on? I just got a call from your father who says you're leaving the firm"

Chanteel explained to her mother about Beau paternity and her leaving for Zazaar. For the first time in her life, Lysette was speechless. Chanteel broke down then. She cried for the first time ever, cursing the man.

"He can't force you to go anywhere ma petite."

"Mama he wants Beau, is either I go or I lose my son. "

" Oh, Chanteel." It was a lost cause. They both knew it.

"It's OK mama. I will deal with it. Once I get Beau settled you and dad can visit "

If I am not dead. She thought.

A knock on the door had her turning. Andrew Lloyd walked in." Mama, I'll call you back "she hung up.

" So? " she asked.

" It's not good Chanteel" Andrew was an investigative lawyer. Chanteel had called him in. " Once in Zazaar, you have no control of your son. Now had it been another man, then maybe but he is king, the most powerful man in the country. The only chance you have is if you're married to him and I am not talking of being the First wife but his Queen. Only then do you have some power. "

" I don't care about power. I want to know if I have some say in my son's life. I want to know that the moment I step foot Zazaar that my son won't be snatched from me."

"Yes he can be and you'll have no say I am sorry. "

" What about a promissory contract? "

He looked at her and smiled.

" That could work but only if he agrees. It would work better to your advantage if you're as Queen. Divorce is forbidden in Zazaar so he can't get rid of you. "

Not legally at least.

" Another thing is a prenuptial agreement. It hasn't been done before but it's in the laws."

"Draw up the contract. As for the prenup, it will have to wait. "

" Good luck, "he said leaving.

Chanteel had watched everything she has worked for began to crumble. But for Beau, she will do anything. It's her life for his happiness. And it's was an easy compromise.

As for Murat, she will make him pay one way or another. He wasn't going to be in scratched in this.

***************

Murat glanced at the time at his wristwatch. Late. She was late again.

He was tensed and filled with uncertainty. What if she doesn't come?

No. He has met the woman and if there's one thing about Chanteel Banks that he did know was that she was no fool. She said so herself.

She would come. She had no choice. She will do it for Beau.

"My Magnificent. "Ahsaif drew closer to the vehicle that I occupied his long.

" I don't care how long we have to we will waif" even with his private jet setting out in the open for any of his enemies to strike. He will wait.

Another hour later and he was ready to explode. "Damn that stubborn hard-headed woman!"

Someone knocked on the window and he rolled it down. Chanteel thrust the papers at him. He took it scanning its contents quickly before looking at her.

"I swear on my son's life... "

She interrupted.

" Sign it! "

" I can't, not without legal representation".

"Then I suggest you get represented because my son is not getting on that plane unless you do".

It then occurred to him that this had been her intention from the start. He searched her face and sighed.

He got out of the vehicle and looked down at her before signaling Ahsaif.

Chanteel watched as a man came rushing out of another vehicle. She remembered him from the first meeting Haleem, she thought. Murat snapped at the younger man who looked at the papers then at her in surprise and alarm. An argument broke out but eventually, Murat signed and came over. He stood before her.

"Well played Ms. Banks, it seems that I have gravely underestimated you. I would not to do so again"

He threw the offending contract at her. She didn't care as she walked to the vehicle she came with. She was no one's fool.

A moment later Andrew handed her the copies.

Chanteel took a deep breath and opened the back seat.

"Come on baby " she in strapped him and took him out of his car seat.

Murat was still boiling with rage as she came closer. God, did this woman think him a monster that he would snatch her child from her? And then how could he blame her when he had done nothing but threatened her since they met.

She now had leverage over him. Until their son was of age, 21 years old she was in control.

Chanteel stared at the opulence of the King of Zazaar jet.

The main cabin was centralized in an open room with white leather seats and black glass. That's where his entourage occupied all twenty-five of them. The flight crew now stood heads lowered in respect. The pilot and co-pilot to her shock were both women. She looked at him to find he was watching her.

He didn't speak to her so she guessed he was still angry about being blindsided by the contract.

Apart from the main room, the plane had two suites complete with bedrooms with your king size beds, full marble baths, and walk-in closet.

Murat had an office and a private sitting area. Then there's the fully stocked kitchen and cockpit.

She was shown into one of the suites where the smallest of the rooms, had a playpen and toys. Beau soon fell asleep and she took a shower and laid on the bed, soon she fell asleep.