SUBTLE THREATS

Sheharzaad smiled at her, "Nice meeting you, Zahra. I hope everything is fine," She said and felt her breath getting hitched. She had been in the same position as hers so she could understand that. On the cue, the grey eyed man appeared and stood next to Zahra. Quiet eyes. Void face. Tall height. Sturdy chest. Veiny arms. The aura of his reminded her of Shehryaar and her heart skipped a beat. One eye at Zahra and she saw her getting tensed. More and more as he stood next to her. "Assalam alaikum," she greeted and scurried away from there. It was breath shortening for her to stand in the presence of a man with an aura similar to his. Eyes similar to his. "Wsalam," he greeted back, "and welcome to the family," he uttered and she just passed him a smile. "Thank you," She whispered and walked away. He had his sleeves folded just below to his elbow while Shehryaar was wearing a black coat. This was the slim difference between their appearance otherwise their dominating aura was almost simil