Words From B E D S I D E Novels & Stories

Chapter: 2 ****** Eighteen Years Later: ****** "Good morning, Boss," Bogo greeted as he entered the bedroom. He walked to his right and flicked on the light switch, flooding the room with blinding brightness from the chandelier. The magnificent bedroom, resembling something from a magazine page, reflected a wealth of vibrant colors. A cream-colored comforter covered the king-sized bed, complemented by a matching white quilt with gold embroidery framing the large windows overlooking the city.

The color was different, the furniture was changed but the bed was the same and then I looked out the window. Hell, it's the same room how couldn't I figure it out before? He kept me in this room back then when I was here. How could I be so dumb? so, he was the one who always whispered those words to me after I was asleep. How much I tried, I was never able to sleep fully at night. I was always half asleep but Now after our marriage that he started to sleep with me, I slept well with my mind at peace. Did he use to sleep in the same bed as me? This Boka. Boka ( A playboy who wants girls only for sex )

Fresh flowers and herbs filled the room with sweet scents. The bedroom's soft curtains framed the large windows. A king-size bed, adorned with my favorite pillows. I jumped on it in no time, ready to have a long time of sleep. The ceiling was beautiful. A single-family photo decorated the shelves. My favorite books and music filled the built-in bookcases. My heart danced with gratitude. Don had thoughtfully picked every detail, ensuring my comfort and happiness. "This is perfect," I whispered, feeling safe and cherished. As I unpacked one of my belongings, I noticed a small note on the bed frame. I picked it up and it read 'Stay Safe, Bambina'

A bedroom. There is a king-sized bed, and nightstands on both sides, with bedside lamps, white sheets stretched over the bed, and silk pillows, it looks tidy but well-used. The wardrobe on one side had me crossing over, I opened a door and peeked inside to see a few finely pressed suits and shirts hanging on. Three pairs of dress shoes and two black Adidas trainers are lined at the bottom. I turned to him with wide eyes. There is a black leather couch pushed against one side of the wall, and a treadmill on the other side. Then I see what looks like a bathroom on the other side, “It's a whole bedroom in here”

Even if it meant burning the entire world down to do it. The quiet hum of the night filled the bedroom, broken only by the soft sound of Brenda’s steady breathing beside me. She had long drifted into sleep, her body curled slightly on her side, her hair spilling over the pillow in waves. Her face, illuminated by the dim glow of the bedside lamp, looked peaceful, untroubled—completely unaware of the storm brewing inside my mind.

Chapter 14 _______ MARIAH My heart was pounding with excitement as I got out of the warm bath to see a towel for me along with one of the King's shirts laid on the bed. He wanted me to stay in his chambers for the night and that was enough to excite me. He would probably be coming back later and I would get the opportunity to tease him again.

As incredulous as the idea sounded, it filled me with hope for a positive outcome. "The inn's right around the corner." Bryan announced as he looked away from me. I soon realised why Bryan looked away when he said he had gotten us rooms. He seems to have forgotten to put the 'S' at the back of the word 'room'. "At least it isn't a single bed." I sighed, as we stood in front of our room. There was a single bunk bed on one side and a single bed on the other side, three bedside drawers, and two wardrobes neatly arranged near the beds.

Alice replied with a hoarse voice, typical of someone who is still asleep but forced to respond to someone else's call. "Go to your room for sleep." "Hmm ..." Alice, with her head still spinning from just waking up, completely forgot that Jordi was still in her room. She opened the bedroom door and climbed onto the bed. Let's assume Alice was not very aware at all because her sleepiness was greater than anything else. And finally, Alice and Jordi both fell asleep on Alice's bed, which was only one hundred twenty centimeters by one hundred centimeters. Narrow? Of course it's cramped. But they are comfortable sleeping together, hugging each other.

I need to trust that and not some insecure babble floating through my brain. When I walk into his bedroom, I’m immediately surrounded by Aiden. His house is clean and pretty much clear of clutter, but his king-size bed is unmade. The dark gray bedding flung about as if he didn’t sleep very well last night. I’m not about to snoop through his things, but how can I possibly resist crawling into his bed when his body is the last one to lay here and it’s covered in his scent?