In this military region that was full of men, Zoya was like a delicate orchid. She had a slim figure and a gentle face. She stood quietly in the office and looked at Ragib with water-like gentleness in her eyes.
Ragib scanned the office and made sure that Zoya was not around.
Could Ms. Zoya, whom Grand Commander and his guards were talking about just now...
Ragib's complexion turned even worse. Since these people didn't make it clear to him, it was really time to shoot them one by one.
Seeing that Ragib did not speak, Zoya smiled and said, "What, you don't welcome me here? You should know why I'm here."
Ragib had no expression on his face. He strode through the spacious office with vigorous steps. He had just returned from the shooting range, and there was a unique masculine smell of sweat and strong hormones on his body.
He was evil, masculine, romantic, and firm.
It was easy for a woman to be charmed by this man!
