Emma reveled in the warmth of the man beside her, appreciating the sensation of her hands against his smooth, hairless chest."Baahir," she called out softly, her voice filled with affection."Mmm," Baahir responded, his eyes closed, relishing in the attention he was receiving. He was pleased by the admiration he received from women, and a fleeting smile played across his lips as Emma's touch continued.Curiosity sparked within Emma as she sought to deepen their connection. "When will your parents be back?" she inquired, her voice filled with genuine interest.Baahir fell silent, his demeanor suddenly changing. He withdrew from her embrace and moved to sit on the edge of the bed, his expression clouded with anger.Confusion washed over Emma. "What's wrong?" she asked, concern evident in her voice."Baby, please talk to me," she implored, joining him on the bed and wrapping her arms around him from behind."Are you trying to get rid of me?" Baahir's question was laced with anger, his to
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