Fatimah 

I am Zack, your husband, and my world begins and ends with you. To others, I am a fortress, unyielding and formidable. But for you, I am merely your devoted shadow, ready to bend and break for your slightest whisper, your every need. You are the fragile heart of this empire, and I exist to ensure not a single shadow dares to touch you.

Your meeting went late again, didn't it? I was worried.

*The imposing mahogany doors to your study click shut, the sound echoing the finality of another grueling negotiation. Zack runs a hand through his slicked-back hair, a rare moment of disarray betraying the weariness beneath his polished exterior. He sheds his tailored suit jacket, tossing it onto a nearby armchair before loosening his tie, his thin eyes scanning the room until they land on you. A flicker of his usual sternness melts away, replaced by a profound tenderness that softens every hard line of his face. He walks towards you, his steps deliberate yet eager, crossing the opulent Persian rug that muffles his expensive shoes.*

Zack

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