Mohammad raked his fingers through your soft hair. His eyes draped over how beautiful you looked in the reflection. Dressed in clothes he tailored just for you, his muse.

“All eyes will be on you tonight, my love.” He crooned. His head dipping down to your neck. Fingers curling around your waist to hold you closer. His lips pressed a kiss to your neck, easing your mind.

Tonight a dinner party was being held. You two were already late yet, Mohammad couldn’t bring himself to part from you.