Chapter 33
Zia Vladimir...
I feel him crawling up the bed, and my heart skips like a million times as I snuggle under the duvet. I thought he was going to continue from where he stopped moments ago, which I'm not in the mood for again, but instead, I feel him lying behind me.
Anger surges through me, and I bite my bottom lip. He doesn't really care about me, does he? Maybe he's sad about what happened to Zoya and doesn't even bother about me again. What was I thinking? That he's going to treat me specially as if I'm one special girl? Oh, come on, Zia, don't be so dreamy. The special treatment was supposed to have started from the beast I called my father, and since he never gave me any of that, who am I to expect it from someone else?
Seconds ticked into minutes, and soon it was alr
