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Ch 9

Auteur: Namiko Aris
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Rue’s POV

The silence in the mansion was getting on my nerves, the kind of silence that pressed against your ears and moved slowly under your skin. I woke with it surrounding me like a second blanket. The bed was too soft. The sheets were far too smooth, and expensive, so that they smelled like him.

But he was gone, maybe he never even wanted to come into my room. He has not tried to talk to me after the stupid wedding, and it just makes me really furious.

The space beside me was cold and untouched, like he hadn’t even looked back after laying me here.

I sat up slowly. My head ached from a kind of emotional whiplash I wasn’t used to, married in a moment, and stripped of control the next. Everything about last night had felt like a fever dream. The fact that I am in his room as his wife is still the craziest thing to me. I still cannot believe a man like Alessandro Vanilli could have any interest in a girl like me. This was far from expecting a payment on return.

A man like this does
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