Zayn's POV
A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I watched my assistant arrange the vase as I held the card I had handwritten just an hour ago.
'My apologies if I was a bit too rough last night, wifey. Rest well today.'
The memory of her soft whimpers beneath me still made my whole body yearn for hers in ways I didn't realize were possible. After I had gotten to know about the herbal tea, I had scolded the nanny but when Vivian left, I tipped her.
"Have the driver deliver these directly to her desk at the Starry Hotel," I commanded. "Make sure it goes straight to her hands."
By two hours later, my phone remained completely silent, which was exactly what I expected because of how shy she was but then, unable to resist the urge to see her reaction, I authorized a
