Thirty

Zyrielle's POV.

Today was a hell of a rollercoaster as I tried to make sense of what was happening. One minute, I was at the hospital; the next, I was striding to his office despite my protests.

I had come to realize that Rain always enjoyed having his way. It gave him the kick and it made me a bit angry that stuff like this was happening. "You sure are very happy." I gritted under my breath as he placed a palm on my back, sending waves of pleasure through me.

"Yeah, I am. I want everyone to know that I'm finally taken. It's a pity how they think I can't woo a woman, a beautiful one at that." He threw his head back and laughed before becoming sober. "My bad, milady." He acted so chivalrously, imitating the English.

"You are one hell of a character." I retorted. I knew that he was trying to build a connection but I was sure of what would happen afterward, he would let me down like his nephew did.

"I don't like such a face. It tells me that you're thinking about something sinister,