Chapter Twenty One

The silk-cloth-clad balcony door was left wide open. The breeze was soft yet it prickled the skin uncovered. The moon was hidden behind clouds, and the sky let out its wrath wanting to destroy the creature who sat undisturbed, gazing at the petite, pale figure in front of him.

The figure was unconscious lying in a soft bed of luxury which held no worth whilst she had suffered a near-to-death experience a while ago.

Zohan had his legs on the bed and body on the black couch while eyeing the result of his cruelty. She was fragile yet she was so fierce. She felt like a force of nature. Unstoppable. Irresistible.

She did everything in her might to prove that she was not bound to obey him. Only if she knew that he was the very person who would destroy that feeling in her, he eyed her while she is unconscious. Did he have to do this? Was it needed?

But no questions ran in his mind. He did not allow it. The only words that echoed in his ears were his grandfather's words.

“You’re getting s