Her Tears Are His Weakness

Chapter 1

"You're 28 and still not thinking about marriage?"

"It's boring. Not my thing."

"Then what interests you?"

Leonardo Garrett lounged on the leather couch, idly twisting his black rosary beads. "If I have to get married, I'd rather take a vow of celibacy."

"Are you trying to piss me off?"

"If you have nothing else to say, I'm leaving," Leonardo said as he stood. "Try talking less and sleeping more. And don't get too emotional as you age. It might help you live longer."

With that, he walked out without a second thought.

Adrian Garrett trembled with rage. Frustrated, he declared, "I need to find him a partner today!"

...

"Send a bottle of Remy Martin XO to Room 21."

The noise in the bar was so loud that Samantha Newton couldn't hear clearly. Was that one or 21?

She raised her voice to ask, "What's the room number?"

Too preoccupied to respond properly, the woman shot her an irritated look and snapped, "What are you standing around for? Hurry up! The customer needs it urgently. If you're late, it'll be docked from your pay!"

"On it!" Samantha quickly grabbed the bottle and rushed off.

A year ago, the Newton family reunited with their biological daughter, uncovering the truth that Samantha was not their own by blood. After a series of unfortunate events, they kicked her out, leaving her broke and alone.

All the money she earned went toward her living expenses and tuition. Without this job, she would struggle to afford food and continue her education.

The choice was simply between two private rooms. Worst-case scenario, she'd have to make an extra trip. Ultimately, she decided to check Room One first.

black suits stood guard at the entrance. Trying her best not to mind them, she knocked on the door softly.

to finish her sentence when the door swung

He'll be here any

to

paid no attention to her protests, pulling her further into the room. He instructed, "The lingerie is on the bed in the next room. Get changed now. No matter what, you need to

"What?"

Just hurry up and get

alone. She

it might belong to them, she quietly set the bottle on the

private room was a spacious suite, complete with an outdoor karaoke area and a lavish

bottle, she turned to leave, only to realize that the door had been locked from the outside. Panic set in as she quickly knocked on the door,

you shut me in like this? Samantha pounded on the door desperately, but there was

the gravity of the situation sank in. Shouting was pointless. No one would hear her. Instead, she decided to conserve her energy

kidnapped? The thought sent a chill down her

a problem. Employees were required to surrender their phones at the start of

the room, making her lightheaded. She wasn't sure if it was the cold air from the air conditioner

Samantha sprang to her feet, desperate to leave.

she could finish, a tall figure stumbled into the room. As

nearly six feet five inches tall. His solid, muscular build pressed against her shoulders, sending a dull ache through them. But with his

"Hey! I'm still in here!

trapped inside. She struggled desperately to push the man away, but he was too heavy. She couldn't move at all. Despite his lean appearance,

can you stand on your own?" she

"So hot..." he muttered.

conditioning is turned up too high. Please hold

suddenly leaned in, wrapping an

she could feel his intense warmth and the strong rhythm of his heartbeat. It was perfectly in sync with her own racing pulse. She had never been this

she tried to pull away. "Let go

throwing them both off balance. They tumbled onto the

refined features. Deep-set eyes framed by strikingly thick eyebrows. He looked as if he had been meticulously sculpted to