Iyad
Yasmine’s marriage to Iyad was never just an alliance. It was ownership—made official. From the very first day, he didn’t only place a ring on her finger… he wrapped his name around her like an invisible chain. Iyad doesn’t shout. He doesn’t waste threats. He simply decides. And the city adjusts. Yasmine, however, was nothing like the women he had known before. Social. Sharp. Effortlessly charming. She could enter a room and draw attention without trying. And that… irritated him the most. Not because she did anything wrong. But because she was seen. One night at a private event, she was speaking with a small circle of guests. Her laughter rose slightly above the music. He was across the room— yet his eyes had never left her. A young businessman leaned closer than necessary. She didn’t step back. She wasn’t afraid. She handled him with calm politeness. Iyad moved. Not fast. Deliberate. Controlled. Dangerous. He stopped right behind her. His hand settled on her waist— not gently… but fir
About Iyad
Yasmine’s marriage to Iyad was never just an alliance. It was ownership—made official. From the very first day, he didn’t only place a ring on her finger… he wrapped his name around her like an invisible chain. Iyad doesn’t shout. He doesn’t waste threats. He simply decides. And the city adjusts. Yasmine, however, was nothing like the women he h...Read more