KIDNAPPED TO VEGAS (A Spicy Badboy Romance)
The young monk guides her forward, helping her settle onto a large velvet pillow in front of me.
I look straight into her eyes as she raises her head. A little gasp takes me by surprise.
Her eyes are this striking, cloudy grey color, completely unmoving. That's the exact moment I realize she is completely blind.
Aryan sits perfectly still for a moment, her face incredibly peaceful.
Then, she extends her weathered hand toward me.
"Give me your hand, my child.” Her voice is incredibly soft. But a wave of nerves still hits me, and I look over at Cairo with wide, suspicious eyes.