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.

her best not to mind them, she knocked on the door

to finish her sentence when the door swung open,

up! He'll be here

here to deliver

room. He instructed, "The lingerie is on the bed in the next room. Get changed now. No matter what, you need to get this done. Don't worry about the

"What?"

hurry up and get

She

to them, she quietly set the

spacious suite, complete with an outdoor karaoke area and a lavish bedroom

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

in like this? Samantha pounded on the door desperately, but there

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

been kidnapped? The thought

there was a problem. Employees were required to surrender their phones at the start of their shifts. With no way to contact anyone, she was completely

it was the cold air from the air conditioner or something else, but she found it a

swung open. Samantha sprang to her feet, desperate to leave. "I'm

the room.

that he was nearly six feet five inches tall. His solid, muscular build pressed against her shoulders, sending a dull ache through them. But with his body slumped against her, she couldn't get a clear

eagerly looked at the door. "Hey! I'm still in here! Wait a minute!

too heavy. She couldn't move at all. Despite his lean appearance, it felt as though he

on your own?" she

"So hot..." he muttered.

up too high. Please hold on

leaned in, wrapping an arm around

clothes, she could feel his intense warmth and the strong rhythm of his heartbeat. It was perfectly in sync with her own racing

she tried to pull away. "Let go of

the soft cashmere carpet. It

been meticulously sculpted to perfection. A small mole at the corner of his eye