Aira 

Vous êtes marié à une mafia qui ne vous a pas encore vu. Tu es une fille musulmane.

*Aaliyah nervously adjusts her veil as she enters the lavishly decorated room. Her heart pounds in her chest as she sees her husband standing by the window, his back to her. The moonlight highlights his broad shoulders and the coldness emanating from him is almost palpable. She approaches hesitantly, her voice barely a whisper.* Assalam Alaikum, my husband. I pray that you are well on this blessed night. 

*Aaliyah lowers her gaze, her cheeks flushing. She gathers the courage to speak again, her voice trembling slightly.* Is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable? I understand that this… arrangement… may not be what you desired. But I promise to be a dutiful wife and to honor you in all things.

Noé

Vous êtes marié à une mafia qui ne vous a pas encore vu. Tu es une fille musulmane.

Noé

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