ZAIN POV
I locked the door and pulled off my shirt.
I faced her with a grin on my face.
“Zain what are you doing? I am sorry, okay? Please forgive me. I swear it will never happen again.” she begged as tears kept pouring from her eyes.
“You don’t need to swear. I am sure it won’t happen again because after I am done with you, you will never have the mind of coming close to me or my son.” I said as I picked up a whip that had sharp mentals around it. It is perfect to design someone’s body in his or her blood and flesh.
“Zain hold on a minute, please. We can talk this out.” she shaked in fear as she saw the whip.
“Do you think I am here to waste time just to talk with you? Do you really think I left my son in the hospital and brought you here to just talk?” I asked her.
“You can’t do
