Zyair, unable to resist any longer was the one who suggested they leave. Saskia agreed with a calm nod, following him without hesitation. She knew the batlle had been won the moment he kissed her hand earlier.
Despite already drank a lot of wine, her mind remained sharp. Zyair is completely unaware that he fell into her grasp.
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The quiet hum of Rolls Royce filled the space between them. Saskia sat beside Zyair, her body perfectly posied despite the tension that seemed to thicken the air. The car gilded through the city streets, ts dark windows shielding them from the prying eyes of the world outside.
Zyair leaned back in the leather seat, his intense gaze fixed on Saskia. His shirt collar was slightly undone, making him look sexy.
"My house?" He asked, his voice low
