112. Panic

Saïda’s POV:

“Our first night in this room,” I said with a smile as we entered Asahd’s room.

“First night?” he mused and I chuckled.

“As husband and wife,” I added and he nodded in approval.

“Now that makes more sense,” he smirked and approached me, wrapping me up. We kissed and hugged.

“I...