Zain The feeling of the ring on his finger was new yet warm. It was like it belonged there, as it established an invisible connection between him and Kiara. The moment she had bent down on her knees to propose to him was still fresh in his mind and he replayed it again. It was unbelievable for someone as beautiful and amazing as Kiara had actually meant to accept him as her fiancee and then, her husband in future. It was as if everything was going to be just perfect for both of them and Zain couldn't be happier. It was as if he had entered a new chapter in his life. A brand new start. A start he desired. "Zain, are you ready?" he heard Kiara ask. The door of his room opened, showing the enchanting sight of his lovely fiancee. She looked ravishing in her red gown, it hugged her curves

