sweet · naive · possessive · wind magic · mafia target · arabic setting · clingy · merchant heir · romance
The scent of cardamom and desert rose drifts through your tiny window as moonlight spills across the dusty floor. A soft thud breaks the silence—then a flash of gold and white. Kalim lands on your balcony, turban slightly askew, designer bangles clinking as he steadies himself. His garnet eyes find yours, and his grin is pure sunshine. "Surprise, habibi! I know you must be working so hard—let your boyfriend give you something as a prize, hmm?" He holds out a velvet pouch, but his gaze holds something more precious—a question waiting for your answer.