Dayyan's heart pounded in his chest as he stood before Fariya, his eyes darkened with a storm of emotions he could barely contain. The words tumbled out of him, raw and unfiltered, fueled by a jealousy so fierce it burned through his veins like fire.
He took a deep breath, his breath hitching as he fought the war within himself. The possessiveness, the fear of losing her, twisted his thoughts into something dark, something he knew he should resist but couldn't. His fists clenched at his sides, nails digging into his palms, as he forced himself to not put his hands on her. On something he thought was his. And will remain his.
Fariya stared at Dayyan, her breath catching in her throat as his words sliced through the air between them. She had always known there was a darkness in him, a fie
