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After ten years

She stood in front of him, closing the buttons of his long, sugar-colored shirt with thin fingers, her scent tickling him, sweeping all of his senses at once.

She raised her eyes to him and sighed, with a muttering urine, "it seemed breathtaking," corresponding to him with pure love, immersed in the sea of his eyes raging with desire and gratitude.

He pulled her to his chest, burying his face in her neck, smelling and tasting at the same time, while she surrounded him with her arms, giving him the opportunity to wander, closing her eyes, savoring his tenderness and impulse, her lover, her husband, and her soulmate.

“What is wrong with you, you become more tempestuous with each passing year, you stir up my madness, my love and my passion, I feel like I am drowning in the folds of your goodness, my delicious strawberry.”

She leaned her head against his chest, feeling his pulse between his ribs violently, resting in his arms, muttering too.

"Hosni, this is nothing but an extension of you, my husband and the apple of my eye, the most beautiful gift I have been given, I adore your soul, Kyle, I adore you with all your details, with your kindness, your drive, your sacrifices, and your love for your devoted brother and your tenderness, you are a heap of feelings that walk on two legs."

He sighed deeply, suffocating her, begging the Almighty to perpetuate his happiness and contentment, and not to stand in their path by anything that disturbs them, as he considers it the wine of his life and its fruit with its presence, the difficulties and worries of the world are absent, so that she remains the only tyrant over her with her presence, love and devotion.

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Sama smiled maliciously, watching Aaron with voracious eyes approaching him, devouring him with her eyes, and he laughed, shaking his head, commenting, "You're no use, you naughty, stay away from me and let this night pass well."

She raised her eyebrow, staring at him with complete innocence, as if he had falsely accused her of standing a short distance away to the point of exhaustion in her elegant and attractive honey dress.

Aaron held his breath, nodded, watching his dragon slyly smirking at him, too, smiling maliciously. She was playing with him too. He raised the heat of his palm, stroking it across her back, sending a delicious spark all over him. He felt her body hardening under his grip and her breath being cut off. Innocently they closed the zipper away from her, away.  "I'm going to see the groom and come back to pick you up, my dear," he said.

She turned around, staring at him, cursing at him, "Aaron, I'll make you sleep out under the stars tonight, I promise."

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Celine folded her palms together above her chest, watching her two children with their two wives with a close tear. She missed them so much, as they traveled directly after their graduation to Africa to carry out charitable campaigns such as educating children, guiding women and supporting them with medicine and medicines, moving between the countryside and poor areas treating and repairing what they can treat and fix and they returned  Just a week ago to attend Ryan and Dalia's wedding.

Everyone stood attentive the moment the soft trumpet sounded, announcing the arrival of the King and Queen, followed by the Heirs with their wives, and then Catherine, whose years had only added splendor and sedition, and when they were all stationed they could, Prince Damian entered, cradled in the arm of his heart-stealing charm, inheriting her father's bewitching beauty and the innocence of her mother who could not  Eliminate her even after two hundred years of torment and possession, they entered with full prestige waiting to reach the altar where Ryan, Mark and Larissa were waiting for the arrival of the bride.

Larissa's eyes shed tears, watching her son standing next to her with the most beautiful smile, smiling at his bride with love and adoration, and finally, he will finally get his awaited bride after a long wait.

Mark narrowed his embrace to her shoulder, feeling her joy mixed with delicate feelings about this event, his wife and his lover, who still does not understand that she has truly become his wife after centuries and he watches her from afar without even having the courage to separate himself with his thoughts and feelings with her.  She is now standing near him with all her prestige, sharing his joy at the marriage of their son and their only child, and the seed of their love, Rayan.

Dalia arrived at the altar, unable to take her eyes off it. She misses it so much that she cannot believe that what is happening around her is a reality. Finally, she will become the wife of the only male who has inhabited her imagination, heart and soul since she was a child who knew nothing of life.

Her father embraced her with a sinful possession deeply on the top of her head, not wanting to release her at all, but he was forced to do so, after a voice of hem rang out around the hall, ordering him to move away.  Who will suffer from it after her marriage and leaving the house.

She thought that his extravagant attachment to Dalia would fade with the arrival of his little Elia, who had just passed his tenth year of age, and it became clear to her that her dear husband had a number of feelings that could be distributed to an entire country, and that despite all the love he had for little Elia, this did not dampen the strength and depth of feelings.  Owned by his daughter Dalia.

The ceremonies ended and the charming couple, who look like a rare artwork, began to roam among the invitees to accept the congratulations.  Kira leaned on the cushion of her seat, watching the audience with a good smile, pointing to her sister Estella, who was holding the arm of a handsome male, and it seemed to him from his clothes and his body that he was from the Royal Guard, a high-ranking title inherited by sons from their fathers and grandfathers, they approached the royal table with steady and angry steps.  The male respectfully the moment he came before the king and did not straighten until Kaiden asked him to do so, followed by Estella, bowing in respect and reverence to the whole family.

Kira got up and ran to her, "Estella, dear, how are you?"  I haven't seen you since I came back."

Estella raised her head, gave her sister a confused look, and answered in a small, barely audible voice, “I’m fine, I apologize for being late.” She was silent for a moment, repeating, “I present to you Raphael, he is from the Royal Guard and we, we are going through a period of acquaintance…”

Raphael interrupted her happily, "I have asked for her hand in marriage, and I am still eagerly awaiting her reply, my Lady."

He answered, staring at Estella with a dreamy lover's look, as she averted her gaze from him, blazing with shyness, trying to occupy herself with anything.

Her reaction made Kira happy, taking her in her arms, muttering, “Finally, I finally found what you were looking for.”

Estella sniffed her tears, holding them in her eyeballs so as not to spoil her elegant make-up, muttering, “I did not come to salute ashamed of myself, of what I did to you, and of what I said to you, and of my estrangement that lasted all these years for something out of your control, please forgive me.”

Kira held her to her chest, sighing in relief, "Please, you are my only sister, and I have never stopped loving you. I certainly forgive you and am so happy for you."

Kyle stood from his seat, pulling Kira into his lap, addressing the husband standing in front of him, "Congratulations to you and happy for both of you, and I hope you won't be the cause of more tears from my eyes in the future."

"Kyle, don't start now, it's tears of joy, nothing more."

Kira said wiping her tears, trying to calm the atmosphere that had been muddled by Kyle's heavy banter, causing her sister and fiancé to panicked with a faded color.

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Ryan lay on the big and wide bed, impatiently waiting for Dalia to get out of the bathroom. He got down from the bed, wandering the room, length and width, and came back and sat down, staring at the door in disdain, with an urgent desire to pounce on him and demand him to free Dalia from his captivity.

And after he was fed up, rising from his place, intending to carry out his threat to the door, the latter opened, and his delicate butterfly came out of it, waning in her long white silk robe to the ankle, and with a long slit at the top of her thigh, making him frantically, revealing her charming shoulders.  Standing in front of him is a sexy, charming nymph who has made him lose his heart. Yes, he admits that he has known dozens of females and women from his family and the human race, but none of them has a slight chance compared to the magnificence of the one standing in front of him.

He approached her with quiet, waiting steps, thinking of the various ways in which he would get her to shock him, raising her head to meet him with those beautiful eyes with a bright smile and mischievous looks.

"Finally, and at last you are my wife, my butterfly," he said, clutching a handful of silk from her loose hair.

Her lips parted with a charming smile, watching him eagerly, losing what was left of his patience, and he pulled her to his chest, receiving her lustful lips with a longing kiss, to be surprised by her moments later, pushing him away from her, pulling him from his arms, creating a distance between them, leaving him shocked and suffocated by the fire of desire and longing.

He laughed, approaching again, staring at her maliciously, "What?!!  Do you want to mess around first, baby, you want me to run after you and catch you?”

She bit her lower lip, staring at him cunningly, responding with a cold startle, "Yes, that's exactly what Ryan will do, but I warn you from now that you will run behind me so much that you will dry your breath and you will not be able to arrest me except when I want to."

He laughed caressingly to make that smile disappear when he noticed the seriousness of her words, that she is not playing, but she will really make him run after her in panting, damn it!!  Did he think things would be that easy??

That after an absence of ten years, he will return to find Dalia eagerly waiting for him, submissive and submissive, forgetting what he was doing throughout that past period, damn him and his stupidity!!

She walked past him with dancing steps, intending to attract his attention and provoke him madness, ascending to the bed. She raised the cover over her head, muttering, "Sleep on the sofa and don't think of approaching me."

He pulled his blond hair violently and stared at her in anger, "And what am I going to tell the family tomorrow when they are satisfied that we did not consummate our marriage?"

"I'll tell them you couldn't finish it," she replied jokingly

"what!!!  You must have lost your mind, female.” Wasted her madly

She raised her head from the pillow and looked at him defiantly, "Tell them the truth, Ryan, at least that's how I preserve my dignity that I squandered for ten years in the arms of dozens of women and girls."

He sat on the edge of the bed, pleading with her, "Dalia, my love, you know the reason for my departure. You were still young and not ready for our relationship with me and I..."

She straightened her seat, staring at him irritably, "You couldn't wait for me, but left me to fall in love with you, and I was here waiting for you to come back like idiots. I keep my promise to be faithful to you."

“Tonight I swore in front of the public to feal you forever, and I tattooed your name on my back so that all the females of the earth would know that I belong to you alone.”

“Yes, and despite all this, you have to pay the price for what has passed. You will prove to me that you are loyal to me alone, and in the meantime, you will not reach me and you will not approach another female. You will cleanse yourself and your body from the effects of every female I have touched, and then after that you will come to me panting, willing, and you will not see anyone but me in this universe.”

“Now I see no one but you, and I promise I will never betray you.”

She jumped off the bed as if he had touched her and stood in front of him shaking in anger, "Don't, don't think about my betrayal, Ryan, because then you'll lose me forever and I won't care what binds us, I'll tear it up and throw it in your face."

He pulled her to him, unable to see her anger. He buried his face in her chest, muttering, "Okay Dalia, you have what you want, and I swear to you that I will never betray you, because since then and forever I will see only you, my girl."

She hugged his head, sticking her fingertips with his thick hair, sighing contentedly, "Well, you promised, and the days will prove to me whether you are true or not, so use this interval wisely, my dear husband."

. Morning of the second day:

About the breakfast table:

“How much I miss our meetings around the table, how long will you stay here this time??  »

Celine asked, looking around the table with great joy, watching her beautiful family reunited, to which Aarn replied:

"A few weeks, and we promise you this time we won't be late to come back to visit just for you at night."

Kyle nodded, attracting everyone's attention to him, and there was silence, waiting for what he would say, who seemed tense as if he was carrying news that would change the course of things.

“What do you have, come on, stop playing with our nerves,” Kayden said, impatiently waiting for what they have.

“Ahem.” Kyle nodded again, looked around the table, then looked back at Kira, who came to him encouragingly, adding, “We, we are expecting a baby, Kira is pregnant.”

Celine gasped and jumped excitedly, rushing to them before everyone else. Kira took Kira in her arms, holding back tears of joy, saying in a quavering voice:

“Oh Almighty, blessed, blessed be both of you, I will become a grandmother, it is an indescribable feeling.”

“Mubarak Bani, it is one of the best news ever,” Kayden said with pride and gratitude for the extension of his lineage through his children, watching the happiness of his wife with great joy.

Aaron turned to Sama, who was standing next to him, stiff and breathless, her pale face looking on the verge of losing consciousness. He gently grabbed her palm, and she turned to him with a fake smile on her lips, saying in a stifled voice:

“That's cool, congratulations to you both, that's cool I'm going to be an aunt, and Aaron, and Aaron is going to be an uncle, right??  »

She said, staring at him with anxious eyes, pulling her palm out of his fist, and withdrew hastily.

Aaron stood up, staring at the two of them, an apologetic look at Kyle and Kira and catching up with her.

He followed her to the garden to find her sitting under the tree near the nearby lake, looking away from the distance, turning her eyes toward the mirage.

"Aaron, please, I need some time, come back to Kyle and rejoice with him and leave me alone, I promise that when I return to the palace you will not feel my sadness and disappointment."

He sat next to her, ignoring her hope. He knew the cause of her sadness and always felt it before witnessing it when she was wandering among the sick children, trying her best to relieve their pain, seeing another poison among them, tender, compassionate and dedicated to her work.  Never a day, and what broke his heart was that she had never tried to open the issue with him after the first time they had discussed it and it was decided by a dictatorship ten years ago.