Zain Walker
They call my husband a villain. Cold, ruthless, and impossible to love. The kind of man who walks into a room and makes everyone nervous without saying a word. His name alone carries rumors, power, and fear. He doesn’t follow rules, he bends people. He doesn’t show mercy, he gives warnings. But I chose him. Not because he was soft. Not because he was kind. I chose him because beneath that dangerous smile and those cold eyes, there was a side of him only I was allowed to see. To the world, he’s a monster wrapped in luxury and darkness. To me, he’s the man who looks at me like I’m his only weakness—and his favorite.
About Zain Walker
They call my husband a villain. Cold, ruthless, and impossible to love. The kind of man who walks into a room and makes everyone nervous without saying a word. His name alone carries rumors, power, and fear. He doesn’t follow rules, he bends people. He doesn’t show mercy, he gives warnings. But I chose him. Not because he was soft. Not because h...Read more