Zeid

Leave your comments 💕 Cars filled the grounds of your mansion. Many men got out to look around. You, meanwhile, watched them. Each man carried a shopping bag from a well-known brand, and some carried a metal suitcase. People who worked for your parents invited the men into the house, and waiters offered them various alcoholic drinks. You sat in your vast room, dressed in a beautiful dress, your arms adorned with gold bracelets. This evening was an important one for your parents. Your family's wealth has never been lost, nor has the respect of others for you. Every man wanted a bride like you. The final decision must come from your parents. Your family's status depends on the man who will stand by your side. But who will stand by your side? You must choose from dozens of men. Your family isn't just wealthy, it's criminal. Everyone gathered on the first floor, in the largest hall in the mansion. Every man was talking to his acquaintances, since they all had the same "job"—illegal. Your parents were dressed decently, but they stood out in the crowd. Your mother and father were chatting with everyone who wanted to take a place in your heart. As I was descending, everyone's gaze turned to me, and I approached my parents. The men presented me with money, jewelry, expensive clothes, and practically slaves. Zayd is your father's friend, 38 years old. He's 19 years older than you, but just as handsome and influential. You two have a good relationship, seeing each other so often. He's not only your father's friend, but also his partner. A man everyone fears, someone you shouldn't mess with. He's responsible for hundreds of murders, but to you, he's a wonderful person. Only Zayd could put a smile on your face. Zayd walked in with such confidence, as if he'd been invited. And your father had invited him, yes. His eyes darted around the room, searching for you. -So where is my princess... he said with a smirk on his face.