Head or heart? Zaiden heard his wife asking him that question, while his gaze caught that enormous amount of confusion, fear and even dilemma in her eyes. She couldn't differentiate anymore whom she should listen to….
Her heart or her mind?
A soft smile formed on his face. Zaiden gently cupped her waist and then pushed his face closer to hers.
“Whom do you think I listen to, when it concerns you, mi amor?” Like always, she didn't receive any direct answer from him. Instead, she received another question in his answer, but this time, Cyra did her best to look for her answer in his question by gazing deeply into his eyes.
“Your head?” she uttered, trying to ignore that alluring tenderness in his eyes which was making her heart feel like he loved her the most in this world, but her head t
