Page 82 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
I hurried after her. After a few more twists and turns through the narrow streets, the royal palace appeared before us. It looked like a castle. Although the castles in my head usually didn’t have palm trees out front.
We strode through the main entrance into a courtyard. But my hopes were dashed as I walked up to a closed door. I stared at the sign in horror. “Closed for renovations?! How can it be closed?!”
“They’ve been trying to restore the palace ever since it was destroyed in an earthquake in 1755.”
“What? Why do you know that? And it can’t be destroyed, the hearing is here. Or are we lost? What kind of address is VCPW+W65, Meknes, Morocco?! I’m going to be late and I don’t even know where my destination is!”
“It’s fine,” said Chastity. “You’re just going to the wrong entrance.” She walked over to a well.
“What the fuck are you talking about right now?!”
She laughed. “You only ever pull out the big curse words when you’re very agitated. Seriously, don’t worry, we’ll get handsy with a masseur later.”
“I’m not letting a stranger touch me, and I’m not going to crawl into that gutter.”
“It’s a well. Nigel told me all about it when we were eating pizza. You have to go down the well to get to the genie headquarters.”
“Oh.”
“Follow me.” She stepped up onto the side of the well and then stepped down into it.
I looked over the edge. There was a spiral staircase inside.Thank God for Nigel.I quickly followed Chastity down the stairs into the well. There were beautiful blue tiles on the walls. But I was very distracted because we were somehow suddenly walking back up the stairs?
“Did we make a wrong turn?” I asked. Even though it didn’t seem like there was a turn to make.
“Nope.”
We kept climbing until we reached the top. And when we climbed out of the well, we were back in the courtyard. But it looked completely different.Wow. The palace was stunning. Instead of crumbling tan walls, the walls were now bright white with colorful accents. And everything was in perfect condition. There were palm trees and flowers and gold decorations and flowing water everywhere. I turned in a circle. It was like the earthquake had never happened.
“Now where?” I asked.
“No idea…let’s ask that guard. If I’m not mistaken, he’s a Tuareg.” She pointed to a guard whose face was covered by a blue turban. He was totally jacked and wearing a blue military vest and blue harem pants. And he was carrying an AK47.
Yikes.“What’s a Tuareg?” I whispered.
“A special group of Berbers. Their blue robes dye their skin blue. And they have huge cocks.”
I was more concerned about his huge gun than his huge cock.
But Chastity strutted right up to him. “Can you please direct me to the throne room?”
He lowered his eyebrows. “If you belonged here, you wouldn’t be asking me that.”
“Of course we belong here.” Chastity flipped some hair over her shoulder.
“So you’re genies? In that case, show me some magic.”
Oh shit.
“I can’t do magic,” said Chastity. She stepped closer to him. “But I have been told I have a magical pussy.” She pulled on the white fabric of her wrap dress. The fabric slowly fell away, puddling at her feet. All that remained was the bikini she’d been wearing underneath and her sky high heels. “I can make all your darkest desires come true.” She put her index finger in the center of his chest and slowly slid it down his abs. “Wanna test it out?”
The front of his harem pants started to rise.
Chastity really was magical.
He dropped his gun and stepped towards her.
Chastity shooed me off. “Go,” she whispered and winked at me.
