CHAPTER 5: FIRST NIGHT WITH THE FIRST MASTER

Audrey's POV

After dinner with Jayden and his mum, without my newly wedded husband, I felt troubled, troubled as to why Rollins didn't bother joining for dinner. It seemed like Jayden and Mrs fane were used to Rollins' isolation from the family.

And I had to get used to it too, which is a weird thing to say, now that I was his arranged wife.

I didn't have to do anything anyways, just pretend to be a wife to the first master of the fane family. Mrs fane was nice enough to tell me all these and also give me a room of my own. I couldn't stay with Rollins, at least for now.

“Here's your room Miss Audrey.” A maid who had led me to the bedroom said, a light smile on her face.

“Thank you, I'll take care of things from here.” I replied to her, she bowed and left. I stood there, about to enter the room when I heard a noise from the room opposite mine. It sounded like rolling of wheels, it kept rolling close towards the door. Shy and scared of seeing him, I opened the door to my bedroom in a haste and ran inside.

From the sound, I guessed it was Rollins. I leaned my back against the door, waiting to hear the sound of his door creak open but the next thing I heard was a crashing sound.

I was startled for a minute, my heart beating rapidly before I got myself again. What was that sound? I thought deeply as I opened the door a bit, peeping outside the empty hallway.

What if something happened to Rollins? I thought again. I couldn't take any chances, I couldn't ignore the sound, not after being a witness to it. I came out of my room, closing the door, hoping that he was fine.

One knock on his door, I waited for a while for a response, there was nothing but a deafening silence. Could something have happened to him?

I opened the door, walking into his room and I was flabbergasted by what I saw next. He drinks?

A few empty bottles of alcohol were scattered around the room while Rollins was there, lying on his wheelchair. Everywhere wreaked of alcohol, the stench polluted my nostrils.

“Rollins?” I called out softly, walking towards him like a thief in the night. I waved my hands across his face but he seemed to be dead drunk.

I looked at the room once again, my eyes darting from one empty bottle to another. “Why would he drink so much?” I muttered, turning my face back to him, only to start admiring his handsome features.

I leaned closer, mindlessly glooming over his face, he slept like a baby, a vulnerable good looking man. Immediately, I realized what I was doing, I shook off the stupid thoughts in my head. I drove his wheelchair towards the bed, carrying him out of it as gently as I could.

But it wasn't as easy as I thought, he was heavier than he looked. He was lean, and I could tell he was muscularly built too just by holding his shoulder as I helped him onto his bed.

His hands were now wide open as he slept on the bed. What could have gone wrong with his legs? I thought as I watched him sleep but I guess it would be mere thoughts for a while since Jayden and Mrs Fane refuse to tell me anything about him.

Maybe I deserve to know, maybe I didn't. Whichever way I hope that everything will be fine with him. I could imagine how frustrated he was with his legs paralyzed. Anyone in his shoes would drink to stupor too.

I went closer to him again, attempting to cover him up but I was caught by surprise when he held me, stopping me from leaving. His eyes were no longer closed, he glared at me and at that moment I glared back at him wishing he wouldn't be shocked to see me on his bed.

I tried to take his grip off my arm but it made things worse, he held tighter, drawing me down to rest by his side. And now, I could feel his breath on my lips.

“Stay with me.” He said instead, I frozed.

“What was that?”

“Be with me for a while before you leave again.”he said, his words coming out tenderly and quietly.

Before I leave again? I never left. Was he hallucinating right now?

“Please, Lora. Don't go.” He muttered out, shutting his eyes once again. I furrowed my brows, confused. Lora? Who was Lora?

I felt a sudden jolt as his hands landed on my cheeks. I shrugged it off, trying to brush off the unexpected touch, and swiftly stood up from his bed.

But before I could create some distance, he drew me back in, his lips meeting mine in a gentle, yet insistent kiss. My eyes widened in surprise, but his eyes remained closed, as if savoring the moment.

For a moment, I froze, unsure how to react. But as his lips moved against mine, I felt a spark of electricity run through my veins. I tried to push him away, but my hands seemed rooted to his chest. His kiss deepened, and I felt myself getting lost in the sensation.