章 83: Chapter Eighty-Four

The next time Ziza woke up, it was morning. The sun was shining through the curtains, bathing the room in a bright light. Without her phone close by, she didn’t know what time it was, not that it mattered much.

There were other things to worry about. Like how she was going to slip out of the arm wrapped possessively around her middle without waking Rafiq up. An almost impossible fit, considering he was a light sleeper, most of the times. A chock-full of shame hit her at what she’d done, at what she would do. She’d so easily let Rafiq do what he’d wanted with her. And that she had only herself to blame made it all worse.

By allowing him to touch her, she’d belittled herself beyond what she thought Rafiq could have done. It made her livid at how she was so easy for him to seduce, at how he probably had been smirking like the cat that got the cream after she’d fallen asleep.