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“Aaron, I want your warmth and tenderness and to feel my femininity in your arms, and at the same time I want to feel your need for me, my importance to you, and that I am the most precious thing you have in this world. I want you to give me your feelings without restrictions and crown me as a queen on the throne of your soul.”

He clenched his fist around her waist, laying her on her back, flat on top of her with his gigantic body that could barely fit them. She laughed freely, watching him try to get into a comfortable position, throwing all his weight on her. She grumbled, "Aarn, do you think you're light? Take your weight off me."

He buried his face in her neck, grinning deeply, up to the level of her ear, whispering his hot breath, “I will give you much more, more and more, and for sure you are the undisputed queen of my soul, my second half, a piece of my soul, and my twin, and one day we will add another quality to this beloved quality.”

But before she asked him about his purpose, he would contain it between his ribs, spreading his warmth to her body and pouring his feelings into her being, presenting her with her demand.

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Damian went downstairs to the palace, looking for Mark; it was time to resolve the conflict that occurred between them and apologize for his actions and insult to his dearest.

Although it is not the first time or even the tenth that he tries to reconcile with him, Mark repels him, closing all doors in his face.

He is certain of the enormity of what he did, as he stabbed him to the core, and this is what most exhausts him and disturbs his long nights.

Falqati pushed the entrance to the exercise hall violently, searching for him around, and found him at the weight-lifting machine. He advanced to him with wide and heavy steps, making a shrill sound throughout. He reached him, standing above his head, waiting for his long and not paying attention, so he caught the pipe, pulling it from him, saying, “Today I will not accept.”  By blocking me, Mark, you have to confront me with anything, whether by words or by fighting. The important thing is that we will not get out of here unless all our problems have been resolved once and for all. If it is not for our sake, so be it for our children.”

Mark straightened his seat, gasping for breath, thundering with difficulty; this is the first time that his recovery period from his injuries that nearly killed him has been prolonged.

Yes, he is very angry with Damian, and this rage that he feels is penetrating deep within him. It is nothing but a mirror of the love, jealousy, and concern he has for him. In the end, Damian is his son whom he did not have, and he was a witness to all stages of his life since his birth, a witness to the injustice, tyranny, and humiliation.

He was subjected to and a witness to

  On his rebellion and tyranny against everyone, Damien, the companion of the trail.

  He stood from his place, and without any comment, he pulled him into his arms, polluting him with his abundant sweat, recovering from the foregoing, and Damian narrowed him down, letting out a long sigh, enjoying the bosom of his spiritual father, friend, and companion on his path, always and forever.

  “You know that I hate myself and these arms that have touched you??  I would have cut it off by its roots if I were to be damaged.”

  Mark's lips softened with a good laugh, rubbing Damien's scalp as if he were a five-year-old child.  Do you think I am still a child who needs your attention and care??  You have become a mature male who has abused you.”

  “Despite everything, you are my son Damian, and a father cannot be angry with his children for long, no matter what.”

  Damian's eyes darkened with shame and shame, remembering the follies of the recent period. Yes, he is right. It is time to open a new page that begins with the initials for the sake of the future of their children, reunification of the family, and strengthening its foundations and pillars.

  two months later.

  Aaron came into the little hut in the thick of woods with wood for the stove, and when he heard Sama snorting frantically, the pan-thrower made a thundering sound.

  He put the firewood in its place, rushing to her and asking her, “What is there?”

  She turned to him, dancing in anger, on the verge of erupting, "Aaron, I can't stand this place anymore; I want to leave here and go back to college and my former life."

  “We talked about this matter, Sama, and we resolved it.”

  “No, you decided it. You want to run away from your family to take revenge on them for something they have no fault in, and you want to use me as bait. I refuse that.”

  “You refuse what exactly, Sama??  I brought you here so that only you and I could be together; you have recently suffered from claustrophobia and only sleep in the open.”

  “That is not a good enough reason for us to stay here; there is nakedness everywhere. I think that after a while I will start to suffer from jungle phobia and Aaron phobia as well, so beware of that.”

  “We are immortal, Sama; we have many years to live in all places and stages. Let us live this stage here, in this primitive and remote place. We merge with each other, you and I, and then we head to face the world.”

  She looked around the low hut where there was no electricity or water. Well, it was romantic the first week and became exhausting and boring after that.

  “I don’t mind what you say, but not far from your family, which has recently become my family, Aaron. I have lived all my life alone, I have no family, and now you want to deprive me of your family, Mark and everyone else.” Blaine addressed him, trying to persuade his heart to reconcile.

  “They all abandoned Sama, left you buried underground, and ran away,” he growled angrily.

  “No, they did not abandon me. Rather, misfortunes followed them from every direction, and every one of them was trying to do something about that incident, and I... I...”

  "What are you???  They forgot you; they abandoned you.”

  She shook her head, her eyeballs gleaming with tears, releasing her, "I want you to go visit the palace, forgive, and buy me a big house with electricity and warm water, and"

  “I am warming your hut in the blink of an eye and boiling your bathtub for a moment, and I am happy here in this place, and I will never leave.”

  "Well, don't leave it; let's call your family to visit. We'll roast them the fish I'm tired of eating every day and some appetizers that I've proven to be a failure to make and..."

  “Sama, what do you want exactly?? »

  “When was the last time you saw Kyle?”

  “Oh Almighty, a few days ago, we met and exchanged our energies, and each of us returned to his life.”

  "Don't you miss him..."

  “No,” he answered quickly, cutting her off.

  "Don't you miss your mother?"

  Silence. The issue is not a matter of missing; rather, he does not want to think about her condition in his absence. He is confident that his absence is torturing her and snatching sleep from her eyes, but he is tired of staying under the wings of his parents and his brother. He wants to go and separate from them all, but it seems that his twins have a second, contradictory thought.

  I approached him, watching him struggle with himself, caught in the whirlpool of feelings that she began to feel lately at the foot of the foot. She does not want him to interrupt his family; she is ready to stay with him in this deserted hut for a lifetime, but not while he is in this condition, at least until he clears souls with his family and then for all.  In a recent incident, she spread her palm on his chest, calling for his attention, so he turned to her and stared at her tenderly, encouraging her to say what she wanted.

  “Aaron, for me, let’s go visit, visit the palace and eat fine royal food and sleep in a comfortable, fragile bed,” she said in a dreamy tone, as if he was a child, appeasing him with sweets, adding with disappointment, “Then we return to this place and the suffering begins again.”

  He laughed, shaking his head, trying to find a way to evade her request. “Do I smell a scent for the sake of me, my position, and my wealth, you hunter of wealth?”

  She raised an eyebrow, staring at him in disapproval. “I have married a prince and a crown prince, for heaven’s sake, and I have not married a beggar and a tramp. I don’t want to stay in this lost place in the middle of the place. I want a big house and a maid.  With more...

  “I have no hope of you. I was trying to convince myself that you chose to marry me for my person and not for my position and wealth.”

  She furrowed her eyebrows in disgust. "What?!  Have you recently looked at yourself in the mirror, and what will I marry you for, for your height that I have never seen before, or for the color of your beautiful, captivating eyes, or for your kisses that drown me in the sea of your love without incurring any trouble, or for the warmth of your soul with which you began to generously shower me recently, or ...”

  And he did not let her be a complete mother, so he stole her voice, swallowing it, kissing her soul before her lips, submitting to her hope. In the end, he swore to himself to do anything in which her happiness lay, and if she wanted to reconcile his family, he would do it for her only.

  He will buy her whatever she wants; she just points, and he will fulfill it without hesitation.

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  Celine stood in front of the table, inspecting its details carefully and with great longing. Today Aaron is coming to them after a long absence of months; he is returning to the confines of his family and his brother and her embrace that she longs for, feeling his warmth and inhaling his scent.

  Kayden cast a tender look, watching the joy and enthusiasm of Celine with a good smile, his wife, whose motherhood had overshadowed her in the recent period, disregarding any other feelings.  Throughout history, she turned from moment to moment into a fierce lioness when she felt danger surrounding her beloved family members.

  He approached her, embracing her back to his chest, burying his face in her neck, inhaling deeply, taking pleasure in all that she had for him, his wife, his affectionate lover, and the pillar supporting his kingdom, who bore him his offspring who will rule after him.

  I was more than happy to be over Kyle's joy at the return of his twin to the palace, who stood at the entrance impatiently waiting for his arrival, and Kira was close to him, embracing his arm possessively, offering her moral support to him, sharing his joy and enthusiasm, and waiting for him.  Caring and neutral.

  Aaron parked the car at the entrance to the palace and got out of it, striking his twin, who did not wait any longer, rushing to him, taking him in his arms, tightening his grip around him, and transmitting in him the depth of his longing.

  "Brother!!"  Aaron called him, feeling a tingling in his chest, realizing the pain he had caused him because of his attempt to separate him.

  Walk away from him for a bit, looking at him with regret and apology. "I promise you that we will not part after today, and this time I will leave you the choice of place, and I will follow you wherever you go."

  Kyle's eyes widened, his smile widened, bringing him back into his arms, repeating, "Welcome back, dear brother, welcome back, my twin."

  Aaron released Kyle, casting a tender look at his sister, who was waiting for her turn, to greet him shyly and silently. He extended his arms to her and asked her to come closer, and she stared at him with her mouth wide open in shock, but she did not hesitate for a moment, hurriedly cuddling him, surprised by the warmth of his bosom, because yes, it was the first time that Arn hugged her.  I found him warm and affectionate and would definitely like to have more from him every now and then.

  Celine and Kayden followed her and the rest of the individuals who gave them a warm welcome. Sama rejoiced to the point of the peak, standing among them feeling indescribable bliss watching her family members one by one, and finally she had a large family that loves her and cares for her and feels she belongs to them.