❝𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐈𝐑.❞ - a mafia dark romance

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Zyyad Al Abadi was a man feared by many in Dubai. He was a Mafiaboss, ruling his empire with an iron fist. His sharp, chiseled features and piercing brown eyes left an indelible impression on those who met him. His appearance was that of a typical Arab man, with a neatly trimmed beard and a perfectly tailored suit.

One night, Zyyad was in his mansion, surrounded by his trusted men. He was engrossed in a conversation when one of his men interrupted him with news of a traitor in their midst. Without hesitation, Zyyad drew his gun and shot the traitor, killing him on the spot. His men looked on in fear, knowing that they could be next.

In a moment of madness, Zyyad continued to shoot, mercilessly taking out 10 of his own men. Blood stained the walls and floor, but Zyyad showed no remorse. To him, loyalty was everything, and those who betrayed him deserved nothing but death.

Meanwhile, Parisa was a sweet and creative girl who lived in a small apartment in the heart of Dubai. Her dark brown eyes and infectious smile captured the hearts of those around her. She had a passion for art and loved to paint, often selling her pieces to make ends meet. Despite her struggles, she never lost her kind spirit and was always willing to help others.

One day, Parisa woke up early to go to her job at a small café. As she walked through the busy streets of Dubai, she marveled at the beauty of the city. She loved living in such a vibrant and cosmopolitan place, and felt grateful for the opportunities it afforded her.

At the café, Parisa worked tirelessly, serving coffee and pastries to the customers who came in. She enjoyed interacting with people, and loved to hear their stories. As she worked, she thought about her art and dreamed of one day making it big.

As the day wore on, Parisa grew tired. She longed for her small apartment and the comfort of her bed. She was just about to close up the café when she heard a commotion outside. Curiosity getting the better of her, she stepped outside to see what was happening.

To her horror, she saw a group of men engaged in a heated argument. They were shouting and waving guns around, and Parisa knew that she had to get out of there. She turned to run back inside the café, but one of the men spotted her and started to approach her.

Parisa's heart raced as the man drew closer. She didn't know what he wanted, but she knew that she was in danger. Just as the man was about to grab her, a black car screeched to a halt beside them.

A man stepped out of the car, as their eyes met, it was as if the world around them had faded into the background, leaving only the two of them in a vacuum. His piercing green eyes were like emeralds, sparkling with a mischievous glint, while hers were deep, warm pools of chocolate, inviting and comforting all at once.

Their gaze was electric, like a current that flowed between them, crackling with energy and intensity. It was as if they could see into each other's souls, peering deep into the depths of their being.

As he looked at her, his eyes seemed to dance with delight, as if he had stumbled upon a rare and precious gem. Her eyes, in turn, held a quiet strength and a fierce determination, like a warrior princess.

Their eye contact was intense and prolonged, as if neither of them wanted to look away. It was a moment frozen in time, a pause in the universe's ceaseless motion. And in that moment, they both knew that they had found something special, something rare and precious that they didn't want to let go.

The meeting of green and brown was like the merging of two worlds, the collision of two opposites that complemented each other perfectly. It was a moment of beauty and wonder, and one that they would both remember for the rest of their lives.

Zyyad Al Abadi had arrived in Parisa's life, and little did she know that he would turn her world upside down.

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