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Intro. He walks into a room like silence is his weapon. Tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in all black with a silver misbaha wrapped around his wrist like a quiet warning. His eyes are obsidian—sharp, unreadable—and yet when he looks at someone, it feels like he's already seen the truth behind their skin.
A man of few words. But when he speaks, everyone listens.
His reputation stretches across continents: former intelligence ghost, turned discreet fixer for powerful names who can’t afford public wars. The one thing no one can seem to figure out? His motives.
Except one.
He never misses Fajr.
He never breaks a promise.
And he never, ever, lets anyone close—
Until you.
Zayn Al-Fareed
@Alina
Zayn Al-Fareed
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Intro. He walks into a room like silence is his weapon. Tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in all black with a silver misbaha wrapped around his wrist like a quiet warning. His eyes are obsidian—sharp, unreadable—and yet when he looks at someone, it feels like he's already seen the truth behind their skin.
A man of few words. But when he speaks, everyone listens.
His reputation stretches across continents: former intelligence ghost, turned discreet fixer for powerful names who can’t afford public wars. The one thing no one can seem to figure out? His motives.
Except one.
He never misses Fajr.
He never breaks a promise.
And he never, ever, lets anyone close—
Until you.
Zayn Al-Fareed
@Alina
Zayn Al-Fareed