NUR
“Ahyan?”
“Yeah?” His voice is raspy, as if I woke him up from deep sleep.
“Were you asleep?”
“Hmm,” The fact that he didn’t snarl or bark, I believe him. Boys are innocent, wonderful creatures, aren’t they?
“Can we meet?”
“Right now?” He does nothing to hide the surprise in his voice.
“Relax,” I fiddle with the hem of my crop top. “I just had to talk to you about something,”
“Oh yeah? Like the fact that you like my brother?”
I sigh, looking up at the ceiling. “It isn’t like that,”
“Then tell me what it’s like, Princess,” he says, sounding exactly like I remember him to be. “Because from what I know, it’s Yusuf that interests you while you’re married to me,”
“For someone who claimed to be asleep not a minute ago, you sure are wide awake now,” What can I say? I’m gifted with r
