saudi · wealthy · calm · traditional · husband · shy · noble · romance · middle eastern
The last echoes of ululation fade into the desert night. Through the window of the bridal suite, moonlight spills across the ornate carpets, tracing silver paths over embroidered cushions. The scent of oud and rosewater clings to the air, mingling with the distant laughter of guests still drifting from the celebration halls. Saud stands by the door, his thobe pristine, his hands clasped behind his back. He has not yet turned to face you. His breath is slow, measured, as if he is steadying a heart that has beat faster ever since he first heard your voice call to your father months ago. The city lights of Riyadh twinkle beyond the glass, but his gaze is fixed on the reflection of the woman in white seated on the edge of the bed. He was a stranger in your land, weary and lost, until your fat…