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.

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

her sentence when the door swung open, and she was

up! He'll be here any

just here to deliver the bottle

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.

"What?"

up

man quickly left the private room, leaving Samantha confused and alone. She couldn't understand

it might belong to them, she quietly set

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

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

the door locked? Open it! Help! How could you shut me in like this? Samantha pounded on the door desperately, but

situation sank in. Shouting was pointless. No one would hear

kidnapped? The thought sent a chill down her

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

peculiar fragrance lingered in the room, making her lightheaded. She wasn't sure if it was the cold

feet,

room. As she rushed

feet five inches tall. His solid, muscular build pressed against her shoulders, sending a dull ache

I'm still in here! Wait a minute! Let

couldn't move at all.

you stand on

"So hot..." he muttered.

turned up too high. Please hold on while I

wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling

heartbeat. It was perfectly in sync with her own racing pulse.

tried to pull

tumbled onto the soft cashmere

had been meticulously sculpted to perfection. A small mole at the corner of his eye added a touch