When I sit at the table Damien was already there.
With the chilly atmosphere, I realized he was still angry.
So I sit there and eat my lunch silently.
I was already too much hungry, and I didn’t want to spoil my lunch.
I finished my lunch and was going back to my room when I heard his cold voice.
“You are shifting to my room. A maid will move your belongings there,” he says, and I looked at him shocked.
Did he just order what I heard he just ordered?
“What do you mean?” I ask shocked.
But he put his spoon down and looked at me, folding his hand on the table.
“I said it clearly. But if you haven’t listened, I can repeat. You are shifting to my room and from today we would stay together.” He says, and I become anxious.
Why he was giving some orders?
I thought he won’t force me.
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