As his hands were around him, Zara knew, and was certain, that as long as he was by her side, everything was going to go well.
He did it before and she believed that he could do it more in the future.
After all, he greatly helped him from turning her fate of a cursed heiress as written by the tabloids, to a billionaire cursed heiress which they continued to write about once they learnt of her relationship with Amir and now, she was curious about what they were going to write.
A white-haired saintess or goddess, perhaps? Who knows and who cares?
She couldn't help but be curious. However, as she thought so, Amir suddenly pulled her body closer to him, making her body plaster against his. Forcing her who hadn't done much or touched much to flush furiously, especially when feeling that hard body against hers.
"You …. What are you doing?" she stammered as she asked shyly, raising her head to look at the man who was taller than her by several heads.
