Amaira's POVDominic had been busy since the morning, and I was bored reading books, so I decided to go for a walk and explore this magnificent palace. I haven't discovered it fully since I have came here. I am so mesmerised by the beauty of this place that the more I see it, the more I am drawn to it. I am still not sure what caused Dominic to abandon his hometown and be apart from his loving family.I was wandering wherever my feet took me. While my eyes were roaming, my feet came out from palace, where a large number of servants were racing around, ensuring that everything was as perfect as this palace. They would be thrown out of work if they took one incorrect step.I then spun around and returned to where the fragrance of wet soil filled my nostrils and opened my senses. I just love this smell. I took off my slippers because I wanted to feel the moist soil, and my feet kept moving forward; the more I walked, the more area appeared in front of my eyes. I am still taken aback by

Amaira's POVI was passing by when I heard a wailing feminine voice which was coming from Ava's room. The cries immediately brought my feet to a halt.Why is she crying? My feet began to move in the direction of the voice and came to a halt at the entrance to Ava's room. I am sure the crying voice is only coming from this room and I am sure it is Ava who is crying. But the question is why is that? She was all happy and bubbling the last day. "Just forget about me. Nothing could possibly happen now!" In between her cries, I heard her mumble something like this. Is there anyone present in her room or is she crying over the call? "They are not going to listen to me. I have no choice but to marry him. I don't have a choice!" Her sobs got louder.What? Is she getting forced into this marriage? So this is why she always avoided discussing her wedding. She didn't even buy anything when we went for shopping. But the way she goes around the palace, it never appears that she is not happy w

Amaira's POVI woke up with a loud gasp and my eyes shot open as if I have seen a ghost. I am not sure what I was seeing; all I know is that it was a terrible and a very bad dream. My heart is pounding so hard in my chest that it hurts, my throat is utterly dry, and my breathing is harsh and noisy. I put pressure on my head to remember what exactly I was seeing but couldn't figure it out! I felt a palm on my forehead within two seconds of waking up. I blinked several times to clear my vision, then looked up to see Dominic seated next to me, his palm gently caressing my head. I couldn't read his expressions clearly because the only source of light in the room was moonlight and my vision was still blurry. "I told you not to go out, but you never listen to me," he continued calmly when I expected him to yell at me, "because there is a thought in your head that I always think wrong for you. But in reality, it is not so!" Before lifting the cloth from my forehead and putting it in ice-co

Amaira's POVAfter a few moments, he drew his head back, his gaze taking in my still wet body."Let me quench my thirst!" He whispered. His hands moved down to the hem of my t-shirt and my arms moved up on their own when he started rolling it up.I was still panting heavily and my vision was foggy from what he had done to me previously, but all I wanted was his hands back on my body. As soon as the t-shirt was out of the way, his hands began to roam over my body, and the cold breeze assaulted my bare skin making me shiver at my place. To halt the wind, he spun me around with one arm and slammed the door behind me with the other."Only I have the right to touch you," he grinned, peering back into my eyes, "gently."He wasn't as angry as he had been when he led me to the room. He appeared to be in a lighthearted mood at the time. He then bent to pull down my lower and left me in just my undergarments.The next thing I knew, he was standing straight, and before I could think of anything

Amaira's POVDominic wouldn't let me leave the room since last night. He was constantly looking after me. Whenever I needed something, he was always nearby. He left for an hour or two for some important work after ensuring that I was sleeping soundly in the afternoon and that everything I could need was on the table. This is how much he loves his baby. He can't see me as a problem because it will directly affect his baby's health. Now I am sure of one thing if he hates or loves someone, he does it intently.But for the time being it is not him about whom I should be thinking, my main concern is Ava!Today is her wedding, and neither her brothers nor her father is present. It's been two days since I told Austin everything and I haven't got a chance to talk to him. I was in my room yesterday, and I haven't seen him since this morning. I am not sure if he is taken any steps to help his sister or if he is just going to be a part of her wedding, which will do nothing except make her life