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CHAPTER TWELVE: OUR BEDROOM

Catherine’s POV

“I’m—I’m jus—-“ I stuttered weakly.

“Get up” He commanded and my legs obeyed as if they had ears, as if they could see the frightening eyes of Alexander Clifford.

His eyes reached for his blue robe before his hands snatched them from his bed side and clothed himself. He immediately took the ground, his tall fury towering over me.

“What are you doing in my bedroom?” His breathy voice echoed as his fiery eyes struck fear into me.

“It’s—o—our—bed—room” I stuttered

“No!” He exclaimed, glaring at me. “This is my bedroom, you have your bedroom, down the hall. You will sleep there, you will wake there and you will not enter into my room unless I bring you here myself”

My lips trembled with words that couldn’t seem to form. What the hell was he saying? I only stayed in that room because we were not yet married, now we are, what does this devil mean?!

“But we are married” The words came out of my mouth like air forced out of a ballon and his eyes glared with irr
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