Chapter 77
✨ The Center of His World.✨ Nasir Pov Nasir’s day had been carved into sharp pieces—contracts stacked like weapons, phones ringing with voices that wanted something from him, numbers that refused to behave. By midday he felt as if the building itself was leaning on his shoulders. An escalation in the Marseille account had eaten most of the morning. Two clients were threatening to pull out, another wanted revisions he had already denied twice, and Kamal had left three messages about a shipment stuck in customs. Nasir moved through it the way he always did—calm, controlled, ruthless when required. Still, his mind kept drifting. To Flora. To the way she had smiled at him over breakfast. To the faint scent of her lotion still clinging to his shirt. He was signing a document when the k
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