Free YazminaLion Are by Lizzie Lynn Lee

possibility that could go wrong with his plan, but he was confident that as long as he pushed the pawns in the correct direction, everything would go as planned.
    His beloved sister would be able to leave the country with the man she loved.
    Fatah put down his cup and finished the puzzle. He looked at it with blossoming pride. He’d enjoyed complicated games like this one ever since he was little. Unlike his father, who’d always been brash in making decisions. The Al-Rahad family had been wealthy for five generations. His grandfather had been a shrewd merchant. Unfortunately, his father wasn’t. His father was a spendthrift and a bad businessman. Under his father, their family fortune had been dwindling from its former glory, but Fatah planned to restore that. As soon as he got his master’s degree from Cambridge, he’d persuade his father to retire, and he’d put everything in order.
    His younger brothers, Daneem and Murtaza, were more like their father—hotheaded and rash. When they heard that their youngest sibling had run away from the arranged marriage, Daneem’s first reaction was to punish Yazmina for her defiance. Daneem had flown in from Los Angeles screaming about an honor killing.
    The Al-Rahad family was known as modern and progressive in the tight religious community and never allowed themselves to be associated with extremists, but his second younger brother had mingled with the wrong crowd in L.A. Luckily, Fatah was able to put a lid on it and promised his father he’d handle everything appropriately.
    The door of his study room crashed open and Daneem marched inside. “They’ve taken Yazmina!” Daneem looked upset.
    “Who?” Fatah pretended he was shocked.
    “I don’t know! Murtaza said it was the same people who took her in the first place. That American—the Yankee.”
    “Daneem, how many times have I told you, not all Americans are Yankees. During the civil war—”
    “Yankee… whatever, we have to get her back! How can we face Father when he learns Yazmina has been snatched away again? How can he face Chief Jabbur?”
    Yes, indeed. How could Father face Chief Jabbur in the first place when that damn Bedu asked for my sister as payment for the cursed horse ? Fatah thought darkly. He had opposed his father’s decision strongly from the beginning. It was a laughable demand at first. At least that was what he thought. How dare that filthy man from the backwater desert ask his father to give up his only daughter? It was preposterous. Only Fatah hadn’t calculated how much influence Chief Jabbur had on his father. He couldn’t fathom what his father was thinking when he decided to give up Yazmina. It was unimaginable! But the worst was yet to come. Fatah was left to fend off the unwelcome questions from relatives and friends while his father strutted around haughtily as if he’d done a righteous thing; he was a man of his word.
    Fatah had sworn it would be the last foolishness his father would ever do.
    He also knew that Yazmina had been crushed by her father’s decision, but as a girl, she didn’t have a voice. From a spy Fatah had planted in the house, he found out that his sister was planning a daring escape. He admired her guts. However, Yazmina’s plan was full of holes. Their cousins in New York would never betray his father; they were deeply indebted to the family. If Yazmina went to them, Fatah had no doubt they’d sell her out. Besides, Fatah didn’t want his sister arriving in America in a crate. There had to be another way to save her without anyone knowing he’d helped.
    A friend in immigration had notified him that one of the Rarhs had come to Dubai, and Fatah saw this as an opportunity to help Yazmina. His sister needed somebody who was strong and wouldn’t be influenced by the long reach of the Al-Rahad family. Fatah himself couldn’t contain his excitement when he thought of matching his sister with Arcan Rarh. Rarh was single, and he was well off. His personality