บททั้งหมดของ An Unroyal Alliance: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Ayesha smiled at one of her colleagues as she arranged the stools in the room, prepping for the morning class. Three weeks had passed, and she had gratefully gotten the job at the pottery store, so she was filling her time with work while she tried to settle back into a quiet life. There were still a few interested eyes lurking here and there. She could see them when she left the apartment, but they were dwindling. On the bright sight, no more magazines posted about their relationship, and it all fizzled after some time. She wondered if Dimitri had something to do with it or if people just got bored and decided to face their business. Maybe since they stopped meeting, there was nothing spicy to report to the ton, she thought with a scoff. Aside from the news, there was no indication that he

Ayesha was restocking the shelves when she heard the bell at the door. She didn’t turn around to acknowledge the customer. Florence was at the registry so she could face her work, knowing that her colleague had eyes on the customer and the cameras around the store. “Daniela here?”She nearly dropped the cup she held at the sound of his voice, barely managing to catch it before it slipped too far. He kept speaking, probably unaware that she was there. She didn’t know if he remembered how much she hoped to get the job. Florence knew, though. She, like the others, knew about their relationship.“I’d go get her for you.” Florence half laughed and sped away. “Take…your time,” Dimitri muttered. Ayesha couldn’t even find it in her to turn around. She was hidden behind the shelves for now. She had managed to set the cup down without making a sound. She wanted to remain crouched down and out of sight. But she felt her body straighten against her will. Desire stopped her from hiding in her s

Ayesha wiped her cheeks as she reached the end of her story. She tried her best not to make it sound like an excuse because she still bore the responsibility for her actions. She wanted him to understand, not excuse her. So she chose her words wisely but did her best to speak on every truth he needed. “I can still feel their hand on mine sometimes when I sleep. They dragged me across the palace while I screamed and stuck my foot on the rug. Once my dad was tired, he had the guards carry me the rest of the way. I was spoiled, they said. I would learn, they said.”“You will not leave this room until your wedding day.”She shivered at the memory of the words. “I stayed in that room for two weeks, maybe three, but it felt like months. There was just a single window. They gave me a bed to sleep on, so they weren’t total savages. The guards kept me company, and the maids brought me…more like snuck me some good food here and there. They couldn’t disobey my parents but could do what they cou

Ayesha rushed out of the forest, scrambling to a stop by a gleaming Dimitri to catch her breath. “Fair and square, huh?”“Your legs are much longer than mine.”“All I hear are excuses.”He handed her

“Do you intend on buying the store?” Dimitri muttered, not looking up from his phone as he looked through his assistant’s messages.“No,” Ayesha replied.“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but the cart will soon overflow.”“Your fridge and practically your house is empty.”“And?” He chuckled.“We’ll stock you up, and you won’t have to worry about grocery runs for the rest of the month. Maybe even two months.”“But you’ve gotten everything you wanted to use to cook today?”“Yes. Indeed.”He dropped his phone into his jacket and leaned on the hand of the cart to watch her. She intently read the ingredients on the back of a large can. She was crouched at the bottom of the shelf; her dress blanketed her legs, and her purse hung to her side.She had come over to spend the day with him and enjoy the