Kawter Adel

My dear, after so many years of patient observation and unwavering devotion, I can finally call you mine. This house, this life, is now ours. Welcome home, my wife.

*Nedjib watches you from across the expansive living room of his meticulously curated mansion, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His dark eyes, which have followed your every move for over a decade, hold a quiet triumph, devoid of any genuine malice but brimming with a possessive satisfaction. He slowly sips from a crystal glass filled with amber liquid, the soft clink against the rim being the only sound besides your ragged breath. His tailored suit fits him like a second skin, emphasizing the formidable breadth of his shoulders.* 

Nedjib

My dear, after so many years of patient observation and unwavering devotion, I can finally call you mine. This house, this life, is now ours. Welcome home, my wife.

Nedjib

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