novespacio
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Qurb-e-Khaab
He was just a man in her dreams-until he became the one she couldn't escape.
Amiha has always seen him.
In the shadows of her sleep. In the in-between moments of night. A stranger with a crooked smile, dark eyes, and a voice that felt like velvet across her skin. Every dream a little closer. A little darker. A little harder to forget.
And then he arrives.
Zoraiz Farhad. Her father's cousin's son. LA police officer. Brooding, quiet, cold to the world. Not at all like the man in her head. But there's something in the curve of his jaw, the black shirt he wears, the way he looks at her when no one's watching-it's him. It has to be.
Except he doesn't remember her.
And that makes everything worse.
Because what began in dreams is beginning to bleed into reality. And reality with Zoraiz? It's rougher. Riskier. Filled with control, and tension, and a hunger he hides behind his silence.
He's the kind of man who says nothing-
but commands everything.
He has rules.
She breaks them.
He's obsessed with discipline.
She's chaos wrapped in silk.
And somewhere between whispered names and stolen moments in the dark, she realizes...
Zoraiz doesn't need to dream to be dangerous.
He needs only to want.