Page 12 of I Accidentally Married A Sheikh

"Are you alright?"

I'm tempted to be mean.

Because there's just something about this man that tempts me tonotbe nice like I always am.

To yell and say,no!

I'm obviously not okay!

I woke up in bed with a stranger!

My boyfriend thinks I'm a whore!

And his PA apparently has the hots for him!

How can I be okay?

But when I look at him, and I unexpectedly catch a glimpse of the concern in his eyes—-

Poof!

There goes my unreasonable anger, and instead I hear myself mutter jerkily, "I'm asking for it now."

"Then it is yours."

He cups my chin and makes me look into his eyes as he says this, and I suddenly feel like I've been manipulated into asking for something far more valuable.

"I amyourZahir now."

I knew it.

"Um—-"

He suddenly places a finger on my lips, and I freeze.

"We are here."

We are?

The door behind Zahir is Room 921, and...and...oh my God.

"How did you get that?"

I think I'm freaking out again.

"I'm sure you don't really want to know."

Because I finally remember that Room 921 is Jamieson's room.

"Now, come."

He takes my hand and tugs me inside.

"This isn't—-!"

I hold on to the door jamb with all my might—-

"You told me you wanted the truth."

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