(Skylar’s POV)
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I had signaled to Emily to leave us alone in private as I walked Layla to our lavishly decorated bedroom. She was in awe, and I watched her walking around our bedroom looking surprised at how detailed I had made the room to her liking.
I would have to thank Emily for her assistance. And she will be well rewarded.
“You got the wardrobe filled with dresses” she paused and looked at me, “Expensive dresses”
“Only the best for my future wife” I stood in the center of the lavish bedroom with a relaxed posture but commanding. My intense gaze on her had definitely made her nervous, “Layla, come here. Sit”
She closed the door to the wardrobe and sat on the edge of the bed, looking nervous but rather intrigued, “Where will your room be? Surely, this is my room”
