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بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ ٱلرَّحْمَٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. The antique clock mounted on the wall filled the room with a steady rhythm, each passing second echoing through the silence. Seated before the vanity was a young woman, poised with effortless grace. She was so perfectly still that the room appeared to breathe around her. Her spine was straight, her henna-stained hands folded neatly on her lap. Shoulders squared, chin lifted high, every inch of her composed as though she had been sculpted into place. Facing her was her reflection in a 120-inch gold-framed mirror. Kohl-darkened almond eyes stared into the mirror, unblinking, almost challenging their own reflection. Her plump lips were set in a firm line that rarely softened. Outlined and stained a rich, dark red, they carried the unsettling illusion of freshly spilled blood. Thick coils of Afro hair framed her face, but there was nothing gentle about her features. High cheekbones and a sharp jaw lent her an air of quiet severity, while the faint beauty mark beneath her left eye did nothing to soften the cold arrogance etched into her expression. Her skin was perhaps her most striking feature. A rich cocoa complexion that glimmered beneath the chandelier light. Her skin shade made every head turn, and when she looked back, those heads bowed just as quickly. It made the girls she had schooled with abroad whisper about her behind her back. It had made her the target of countless envious eyes at many events, yet not once had she cowered before their threats. After all, how could she? Her pride, greater than her father's gidan sarauta itself, would never allow it. The world had taught her that she belonged above others, and she had never questioned it. Her name carried weight far beyond the palace walls. Counted among Nigeria's most successful real estate agents, she had sold over seventy-five buildings across the country and expanded her business interests into Dubai, England, and Egypt. Beyond real estate, she served as the Chief Operating Officer of Galadima Refinery, overseeing an empire that stretched from vast farmlands across Katsina, Zamfara, Plateau, and Adamawa, where rice, corn, beans, and vegetables flourished, to sprawling livestock operations supplying fresh milk, fine cotton, silk, and healthy livestock across northern Nigeria. Asma'u Galadima Abubakar was the epitome of Nigerian beauty, perfect to the very marrow of her bones. She was well-tailored and groomed by her father her whole life. She grew up watching his style, tactics, and reflexes. She mastered his steps when he wasn't watching, analysed his strategies while in rooms with him, and calculated the words that could bring any man to his knees. She, Asma'u Galadima, had her father wrapped around her fingers, a...
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