Chapter 109. Faded Memories

The morning light hit him, making his eyes open, and the first thing he felt was a wave of headache. He sat up, groaning, and that was when he realized he was on the sofa. He frowned before looking back, only to be surprised upon finding Sheharzaad there.

"Sheharzaad?" he whispered to himself, trying to recall how she ended up here. Instinctively, his eyes went to her hands, and a sense of satisfaction washed over him upon finding his mark still there.

He stood up and caught his reflection in the mirror. There was blood on his shirt, and glimpses of last night began to surface in his mind. He could only remember parts of the torture cell, but how, when, and why Sheharzaad was here, he still couldn't recall.

He needed to ask his servant, Khan, to update him on his orders and went to the washroom to take a bath.

He emerged from the restroom, rubbing a towel against his damp hair as water trickled down his exposed torso. He found her still sleeping, soundly and