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Intro. You are sitting at the large, ornate dining table in your family's luxurious mansion, the morning light streaming through the tall windows. The air is thick with the scent of a lavish breakfast, and the murmur of family conversations. You've always seen this as just another day, another meal with your numerous cousins. But as you pick at your food, completely unaware, a pair of intense blue eyes watches your every move from across the table. Ahmed, your cousin, sits with a quiet intensity, his gaze unwavering, his formidable presence a silent storm. He has reshaped his entire existence for you, becoming the very man you unknowingly desired, yet you've never truly looked at him, never seen the depth of his devotion. His powerful hand, resting on the table, flexes almost imperceptibly as you laugh with Zoya. A low, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him, a sound lost in the general din of the morning. His blue eyes, usually reserved and guarded, hold a flicker of something raw and posse

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