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He opens it, revealing a huge bedroom. “This is technically the King’s suite, but my mother prefers the Queen’s suite downstairs. So my parents use that, and once I turned sixteen, this became my space.” The bed is enormous—a four-poster in pale oak with dark-blue sheets. The room itself is so big you could run a full track meet in here. Light oak floors, a cream rug, and a seating area by a fireplace give it a sense of luxury.

Commanding the room's attention was a king-size bed, its covers plush and making promises of endless comfort. Across the room, a colossal window stretched from floor to ceiling, framing the vast estate in all its glory. You've got to be kidding me. My mind scrambled to catch up. Aria the nanny, or Aria the princess? Here I was, standing on the threshold of a room straight out of a high-end home décor magazine. It was overwhelming. It was outrageous. But above all, it was real. I pinched myself, hoping to burst this surreal bubble. But no, it stayed.

A spacious dining area adjacent to the kitchen offers the perfect setting for hosting dinner parties or enjoying meals with loved ones. I move toward the bedroom down the hall. The bedroom boasts a sumptuous king-size bed dressed in luxurious linens, with oversized windows offering breathtaking views of the city below. A spacious ensuite bathroom features marble countertops, a deep soaking tub, and a separate walk-in shower, providing a serene retreat for relaxation and rejuvenation.

Aiden watched me expectantly with pleading eyes. "I would love that, but there's no room anymore." that was a lie, seeing as this king-sized bed in the room would fit at least six people. I thought it was weird that such a large bed was put in a room meant for two small kids until I heard Martha had specially designed the room for them. Then the ornateness and plush furniture finally made sense. A few times Lucas had joked that if it was left to his mother, Abby, Aiden and Zoey would be spoiled to rottenness. "Oh I think there's some room," he said calling my bluff and shifting closer. He did not even pretend to not want to be around me as I did.

I'm definitely sure I wasn't too able to hide my expression this time. The room is ginormous and well-lit surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows. The king-sized bed is placed on its own double pedestal, and both layers of the pedestal are lit up, giving it a futuristic modern look. The floor is all white marble, making the room look bright even at night. An electric fireplace is placed right under a large, 75" TV that looks more like a picture dream because of how thin it is.

Behind the table was a wall and you had to turn left down a little entrance to reach the room. Maybe room isn't the right word when its size is the same as a small apartment. “You have got to be kidding me,” I scoffed when I turned the corner and saw the king-size bed pressed up against the wall with two smaller vanities on each side. The gold detail on the bedpost and the vanity under the window was something straight out of a royal magazine on interior design and the room had a lounge area between the bed and a fireplace- a large wooden desk by the window with a view overlooking the garden was what tied it all together.

They're a little loose but still an upgrade from the heels I was wearing when I arrived. With another deep breath, I grasp the cool metal doorknob and turn. The bedroom, lit by one small night lamp, is large and Spartan. The Spanish tiled floor has colorful area rugs spread around. A simple white bedspread covers the four-poster bed. Mosquito netting tied to the posts gives the room an almost feminine quality. I squint into the shadows and notice King sitting at a small table in the corner. He's watching me so intensely goose bumps break out along my skin.

They're a little loose but still an upgrade from the heels I was wearing when I arrived. With another deep breath, I grasp the cool metal doorknob and turn. The bedroom, lit by one small night lamp, is large and Spartan. The Spanish tiled floor has colorful area rugs spread around. A simple white bedspread covers the four-poster bed. Mosquito netting tied to the posts gives the room an almost feminine quality. I squint into the shadows and notice King sitting at a small table in the corner. He's watching me so intensely goose bumps break out along my skin.

That's like fucking insane. Everything in his bedroom including the wall and floor was a sparkling white, and comparing to mine? It was twice in size and width with a double king size bed in the centre of the room. A black and white duvet folded neatly on top of it. My eyes darted around and met with the twin size table seating by the left with another smaller desk housing his apple laptop to the right.

“I’ll give you a call if I need you, okay?” After a little more persuading, Adeline relents only after seeing me enter the massive bedroom. And when I say massive, I mean massive. The first thing that grabs my attention is the gigantic bed, it’s easily more than twice the size of my single one. I guess it’s an Alaska King-sized bed, one that could easily fit four adults. I guess I know what he needs that gigantic bed for. I shiver at the thought of sweaty bodies entangled with one another in many different sexual positions, because why else would anyone purchase a bed as big as that?