The Sheikh Who Blackmailed Her

‘Do not be foolish,’ Rafiq snapped, his brows knitting into an irritated frown.

‘You know what you’re talking like?’ Hakim fixed his brother with a narrowed, speculative stare. ‘You’re talking like a man who’s fallen in love. Have you ever been in love, Rafiq?’

‘Not as often as you, little brother.’

‘Clever,’ Hakim admired. ‘But you didn’t answer the question.’

‘And I am not going to.’