🖤 Chapter 4 – First Night
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The door shut behind us with a quiet click.
But the silence that followed was louder than anything.
I stood in the middle of the massive bedroom, unsure where to look, what to do… how to breathe.
“This is your room,” he said flatly.
I blinked. “Our room.”
His eyes slid to mine, cold and sharp.
“Don’t misunderstand,” he replied. “This marriage is for appearances. Nothing more.”
The words stung more than I expected.
“Good,” I said, lifting my chin. “Because I’m not interested either.”
A faint smirk touched his lips, like he didn’t believe me.
“You should be careful,” he said, stepping closer. “Lying becomes dangerous when you start believing it.”
My heart skipped.
“I’m not lying.”
He stopped just inches away. Too close.
“Then we understand each other,” he said quietly.
His gaze dropped briefly—to my lips—then back to my eyes.
For a second, the air changed.
Heavy.
Electric.
Then he stepped back.
“Rule number one,” he said, his voice turning cold again. “You do exactly as I say in public.”
I crossed my arms. “And if I don’t?”
His expression hardened.
“Then you’ll learn why that’s a mistake.”
A chill ran through me.
“Rule number two,” he continued. “You don’t ask questions about my past.”
Too late.
“And rule number three…”
He paused.
“You don’t fall in love with me.”
I let out a small laugh.
“That won’t be a problem.”
His eyes darkened slightly.
“We’ll see,” he said.
And somehow…
It felt like a warning.
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