When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
She turned her head in shock. The man standing to the side was wearing a well fitted navy suit. The jacket was hung on his arm, revealing the vest clinging on his torso. Samirah's gaze slowly rose high, falling on his we'll crafted face. It was a face she didn't get to see in her previous life and couldn't get enough of in this life. Kian's black hair brushed his forehead in a light arc. It was probably gelled meticulously this morning. His dark eyes were staring right at her face. When their eyes met, Samirah blinked and looked away. Ah, he dressed up well today. Samirah felt herself lacking in comparison. When Kian came over, Samirah was surrounded by the mild scent of wine. It wrapped around her in a protective layer and shielded her from all the bad things coming for her. Her a