Semua Bab The Don’s Captive Bride: Bab 11

I was jolted awake by a blinding light as a maid suddenly parted the heavy curtains, flooding the room with a burst of rays from the morning sun. Diego’s bedroom still felt unfamiliar, but the luxurious bedsheets felt good against my skin. "It's time to get up, ma'am," she said curtly. “Breakfast is almost served. You don't want to keep Lord Diego waiting." I turned my head on the pillow, glancing over for Diego's presence, but the other side of the bed was empty and the sheets were untouched. He didn't sleep in here last night. ‘What kind of husband stays away from his wife on their wedding night?’ I asked myself. Well, it was a forced marriage after all. There was nothing real between us. But he wanted this. He desperately wanted me to become his wife, and now that he’d gotten what he wanted, he disappeared. Strangely, it felt lonely, sleeping on this king-sized bed all by myself. But I was a bit relieved. I couldn't bring myself to face Diego, not after