His Fixation

Tears and temptations 17

Baktawar smiled without a hint of surprise.

"Ah, we have some memories we share."

Kavian, who had been watching quietly, began to move.

Step step...

Sahar wet her lips with her tongue as she watched him gradually close the distance. She could tell at a glance. That he was very angry...

Precarious tension enveloped the place, and sparks flew in the eyes of the brothers as they looked at each other. Kavian stopped in front of the two and pulled her to his side.He suddenly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Shouldn't I know something too? I don't know what it is, but it looks interesting."

"Well. Sahar and I want to keep it our secret."

Baktawar smiled and put the phone in his pocket. Then he lightly winked at Sahar.

"Isn't it?"

At that moment, she thought she could hear the sound of cracking ice.

Feeling like walking on thin ice, she gasped. They had an elegant smile, but the eyes of the two were extremely bloody.

Like thugs on the verge of stabbing...

***

She was soaking in the bathtub exhausted.

The family event that was held at the main house ended after ten o'clock at night. They arrived at his hometown around ten in the morning, so it was a long event of over twelve hours.

Leaving behind him, who had a drinking party with the adults, she came to the hotel first. It was about fifteen minutes from his hometown.

She felt like she was getting rid of her fatigue when she soaked herself in warm water. She picked up a glass of alcohol while looking at the River spreading over the glass.

She felt overworked all day. An unfamiliar environment, an unfamiliar face... It was natural that her mind and body were tired because she was always in a rigid state. On the other hand, Hiba was elegant without a hitch until all the outside guests returned. The modifier "queen of society" wasn't just for show. When she showed signs of exhaustion, she suddenly spoke calmly.

"Now you are the daughter-in-law of the Soroush family. Baktawar is about to get divorced, so you should take over soon. You'll have to get used to it quickly."

It was a more difficult and lonelier time than she thought. Kavian was next to her, but it was natural to be intimidated by the unfamiliar environment and the subtle presence.

As she brought the glass to her mouth with a gloomy face, the nape of her neck felt itchy for some reason. Turning her head, she saw a silhouette fluttering at the entrance to the bathroom. She held her breath.

"You surprised me."

"I knocked several times."

Kavian, who was standing by the door, opened his mouth.

It seems that she couldn't hear anything because of the sound of water. She put down the glass with trembling hands. She had no idea when he had been watching her.

He slowly approached the bathtub. It was a comfortable look with a couple of shirt buttons undone.

"It's Krug Clos Du Mesnil. You know how to drink."

Sitting on the edge of the bathtub, he pointed to the bottle of champagne on the tray.

Her cheeks became a little red.