Malik closed the huge, ornately carved front door and looked at Rafiq. His brother's shoulders slumped in relief at the departure of the last guest. The hallway was quiet. Peaceful, at last. "Where is Mia? Malik asked. "She said she had some preparations to attend to for the wedding," he replied....
Finally they'd arrived. Mia gazed around in wonder at the ornate decoration, the vaulted roof, the high, steeply angled windows, the colorful mosaics. The sheer expanse of white marble overwhelmed her senses. This was opulence on an altogether different level than anything she'd ever seen. A beam...