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Yes, he had incredible wealth, but he also had a peaceful kind of strength. With heels on, I was seven or eight inches taller than him, something which would intimidate most men. We did not kiss that night, instead talking until 5 a.m.
Adnan quizzed me about my non-existent romantic life and explained how he made his fortune exporting American-made vehicles to Saudi Arabia.
For the first time, he talked about his divorce from his ex-wife, Soraya.
I later found out that he already had a second wife, Lamia, whom I would meet in the beginning of 1981.
I was awoken in the middle of the night by Adnan, who then drew me a bath and sat on a stool next to the tub.
We had another deep conversation and, after snorting cocaine, he questioned how and when I’d lost my virginity.
A crackling bonfire, 20 feet high, lit up the night sky. His short stature, round tummy and balding head made me glad he wasn’t a younger guy who was obviously trying to sleep with me. The following day, I got a phone call from an acquaintance of Adnan’s. We boarded the 280-foot yacht, named Nabila after Adnan’s daughter.
Sitting on the bed in our Middle Eastern caftans, I knew it was only a matter of time before one of us leaned in for a kiss.
Not surprisingly, given my romantic relationship with her husband by then, she seemed standoffish.
That summer, when I attended the birthday party for their 1-year-old son, she was equally cold.
The pirates circled us and the guests clapped with the music. I couldn’t believe my eyes — Dior, Yves Saint Laurent, Valentino and Chanel.
Suddenly, my dance partner stopped, grabbed a chair and threw it into the fire. We laughed and slammed together like two magnets, whirling around before the flames. I chose a delicate gray Lanvin dress with a tight bodice and spaghetti straps.The agency dispatched me to Paris, even though I didn’t have the signature ’80s look of big blond hair and perfect teeth.