Outside, the shamal whipped the red sands into a deafening frenzy, but inside the private master pavilion, the world had shrunk to the rhythmic crackle of the juniper fire and the heat between two bodies. Amara looked up into Tariq's face, seeing the raw vulnerability behind the fierce, aristocratic pride that normally guarded him. For months, both of them had lived behind impenetrable armor: Amara carrying the crushing burden of…
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