Chapter 119. Alone with Him

Sheharzaad smiled at her. "Nice meeting you, Zahra. I hope everything is fine," she said and felt her breath hitch. She had been in the same position as hers, so she could understand that.

On cue, the gray-eyed man appeared and stood next to Zahra—quiet eyes, void face, tall height, sturdy chest, veiny arms.

His aura reminded her of Shehryaar, and her heart skipped a beat. One glance at Zahra, and she saw her getting more and more tense as he stood next to her.

"Assalam alaikum," she greeted and quickly scurried away. It was suffocating for her to stand in the presence of a man with an aura so similar to his. Eyes so similar to his.

"Wsalam," he greeted back. "And welcome to the family," he uttered, and she just passed him a smile.

"Thank you," she whispered and walked away.

He had his sleeves folded just below his elbow, while Shehryaar was wearing a black coat. This was the slim difference in their appearance; otherwise, their dominating aura wa