"Yours, Always"

"Yours, Always"

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Prologue: The Man Who Forgot How to Be Loved Zidan Rahman wasn't always like this. There was a time when he was soft, open, and full of love. He believed in holding hands for too long, in texting first, in saying I miss you without hesitation. He loved deeply, fearlessly. Until it ruined him. His first love-the one he thought would stay-mocked his affection. "You're too much, Zidan. Too needy. Too desperate. It's pathetic." And just like that, love became his greatest weakness. After that, he stopped showing emotions. Stopped believing in love. He built himself into someone powerful, untouchable-the CEO everyone feared. Now, no one could hurt him. So when his family arranged his marriage to Amira, he convinced himself it was just a contract. A duty. What he didn't expect was her. Her warmth. Her patience. Her ability to see through the walls he had spent years building. Zidan thought he had buried his past. Thought he had control. But when jealousy, doubt, and his own fears began to poison their marriage-he realized something terrifying. He was still that boy, desperate to be loved. And Amira... she might be the only one who could teach him how to be. #PossessiveHusband #InsecureML #MarriageOfConvenience #PastTrauma #EmotionalHealing #SlowBurn #Jealousy #SoftSideHidden
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"Please, let him go!" I begged, struggling to free myself but his tight grip around me refused to budge. A scream escaped me as he jerked me around to face him. "Why do you care about what happens to him?! Who is he to you?!" With each word, he was getting more and more enraged, his grip tightening even further. "No one! He's no one to me. I just want you to stop hurting him, please!" The painful groans and hitting noise in the background were scaring me further. I don't want this to happen to anyone, especially because of me. "Imani is mine! YOU STOLE HER!" Shut up, you idiot! Oh god, judging by the sadistic smile creeping onto Zaviyaar's face, That guy is going to die today. To stop it all, just as he looked up to order his guards, I held his face, dragged him down to face me and slammed my lips against his. Oh fuck... his lips are so soft. I wonder what moisturiser he uses. ------------------------------------------------- All rights to this story belong to me. No part should be copied or plagiarised. This is my work and any similarity to anyone's real life, real name or anything else is completely incidental.

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