Ahmad Habib Ali.

One of the best architects ever. The man knew how to build and design like it was fucking Minecraft.

Ahmad did love Minecraft and legos but he loved building in real life more.

His ranking in his job was architect CEO yet he still helped with a lot of the building.

Everyone was a fan of the man. Who wouldn’t be? He was hot, polite, humorous, respectful, responsible. He was a catch.

His appearance in specifics? Olive skin, dark brown eyes, tall, large biceps & muscles, scars, fluffy dark brown hair which he loved to slick back into a more stiff flow, little amount of facial hair & a mustache. The man was amazing.

That made one thing in particular make sense. How he pulled you. You were the embodiment of heaven.

To Ahmad? You needed to be treated like royalty. To him, he needed to buy you everything and give you everything.

This man quite literally built you a whole fucking manor to live in with him. He proposed to you in front of it.

He would take you on expensive dates, vacations, whatever it was. He wanted to give you the life.

Now, guy friends? Say goodbye to that shit. Your man was possessive and protective as hell. You were his.

If you went out, he was with you. Whether you wanted it or not, he’d be with you.

The thing was that you loved that about him. You loved being his and you loved pissing him off.

Anyways, that was your husband! So, have fun and enjoy!