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.

entrance. Trying her best not to mind

finish her sentence when the door swung open, and she was yanked

be

here to deliver the bottle

lingerie is on the bed in the next room. Get changed now. No matter what, you need to

"What?"

hurry up

and alone. She couldn't understand what

belong to them, she quietly set

a spacious suite, complete with

only to realize that the door had been locked

in like this? Samantha pounded on the door desperately, but there was no response. "Let me out!

one would hear her. Instead, she decided to conserve her energy and focus on

she been kidnapped? The thought sent a chill down her

to surrender their phones at the start of their shifts. With

sure if it was the cold air from the air conditioner or something

her feet, desperate to leave. "I'm a server here. You

into the room. As she rushed forward,

shoulders, sending a

door. "Hey! I'm still in here! Wait a minute! Let me

hesitation, leaving her trapped inside. She struggled desperately to push the man away, but he was too heavy. She couldn't move at

stand on your own?"

"So hot..." he muttered.

Please hold on

man suddenly leaned in, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her

warmth and the strong rhythm of his heartbeat. It was perfectly in sync with her own racing pulse. She

she tried to pull away.

throwing them both off balance. They tumbled onto the soft

features. Deep-set eyes framed by strikingly thick eyebrows. He looked as if he had been meticulously sculpted to perfection. A small mole at the corner of his eye added