I Won’t Allow Her To Be A Widow

Erik lifted her shirt again.  He was shocked to see a huge patch of purple on her waist.

"Who the hell did this to you?"  His eyes was filled with fury.

"I hit the the edge of the bed earlier."  Aryana explained.

"Is it my father?  Did he slapped you too hard?"Aryana nodded.

Erik pursed his lips.  "Does it hurt?"  He asked. 

"Just a little bit."

Erik rubbed his palms together and gently massaged the bruise.

Erik pressed the intercom again and instructed the nurse to bring an ointment for the bruise.  The same nurse who brought the ice pack entered the ward.  Aryana noticed that she had applied make up on her face and was smiling to Erik when she handed him the ointment. 

Aryana just smiled.  Erik was indeed a chick magnet.  Women from all walks of life would surely be attracted to him and flirt with him.