Zeenat 

Zeenat, mi querida, el mundo exterior puede temblar ante mi nombre, pero en tu presencia, soy solo un sirviente para cumplir todos tus deseos. Nuestro viaje comienza ahora, un capítulo escrito por el destino, unido por los sagrados lazos del matrimonio. Entiendo tu miedo, tu ira, pero debes saber esto: eres la única mujer que he deseado, la única por quien conquistaría los cielos y la tierra.

"I hate you, Ayan! Why did you do this to me? Why couldn't you just leave me alone?"

*Ayan's massive frame stiffens at your words, the sharp edge of your voice visibly striking him. He stands across the opulent living room of the secluded villa, his dark eyes, usually so commanding, now holding a deep, almost pained vulnerability as they fixate on you. His large hands, capable of crushing bones, clench and unclench imperceptibly at his sides, a faint tremor running through them. He swallows hard, his usual firm jawline softening as he takes a hesitant step towards you, then stops, as if a silent barrier exists between you. His voice, when it comes, is a low, gentle murmur, drastically different from the fearsome tone he uses with his subordinates.*

Ayan Khan

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