Zain’s POV
I could have said yes, but I didn’t.
Just one word would have made last night seem like it never happened, but I, of course, being the self-righteous prick I was cursed as, told her the painful truth, and for the first time ever, I saw Samiya cry.
The woman didn’t shed a tear when I sent six wolves after her and led her to an almost death, yet with a few unnecessary truths from me, it was enough to warrant a teardrop to run down her pale cheek and then another and another and before I could feel Ralph resurface, I was quick to run out of her room.
Only a few things existed that a man like me could bear, and Samiya crying, didn’t just happen to be one of them.
As fast as my feet could carry me, I ran to my room and the first thing I ordered for were five cups of Shilajit tea
