I forced myself to focus. My father was right outside. Taking a shaky breath, I scrambled off the bed, ignoring the sharp pain in my thighs. I wrapped myself in my nightgown hastily, smoothing my hair down before opening the door just a little to peek at my father. He gave me a knowing look, amusement flickering in his eyes. “I see Aiden is taking good care of you.” I forced a smile. “Yes, Father. Everything is fine.” Aiden, now fully dressed, walked up behind me, resting a possessive hand on my waist as if we were truly husband and wife. “Good morning, Father,” he greeted smoothly, his voice dripping with fake warmth. My father beamed. “Good morning, my son. I trust my daughter isn’t giving you any trouble?” I stiffened. Aiden’s grip on me tightened just slightly, a silent warning. “Of course not,” he chuckled. “She’s been nothing but obedient.” My stomach turned at the word. Obedient. My father nodded approvingly. “Good, good. I’ll be in the din
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