311 Chapter 303. A Clean Wash

Bassena had seen and touched Zein's skin so many times at this point, that he even remembered where all of the guide's beauty marks and scars were. Whether it was during their lovemaking, or when he cleaned the man after, the sensation he felt when he touched that fair skin was...bliss.

But not today.

Today, it was pain. It was heartbreak. It was regret.

As he wiped the remnant of blood off the guide's limbs, he cursed himself repeatedly. He recalled, once again, the slight disappointment inside those blue eyes before he was going this morning. He knew Zein told him to go, but he should have just listened to himself. 

Does it matter if he caused a problem for the television crew? Does it matter if his image worsen? 

No. Nothing mattered more than Zein. Nothing should matter more than Zein.