8. How does he know my size?

As I don't want to create any issues, I did what he wanted for now. He gestured something to one of the female house helpers. Reluctantly, I followed him into the room, and my curiosity piqued.

We passed through many rooms before he finally stopped in front of one. He typed the passcode and the door to the room opened. I guess the room is his. As the door swung open, my eyes widened, taking in the breathtaking sight before me.

The room exuded an aura of romance and passion. The bed, adorned with delicate red flowers, was a centerpiece of beauty, complemented by drapes cascading gracefully and heart-shaped red pillows placed meticulously. The air was filled with the scent of scented candles, adding to the ambiance.

Now my nervousness has taken its toll. Is he going to do all this? Did he ask his servants to do this?

My nerves tingled with anticipation, unsure of what lay ahead. I tried to steady my racing heart, reminding myself that this was merely a charade, a façade we had to mainta