Arielle
I had said he was on top of me like it was a normal thing. Like it meant nothing. But the moment I opened my eyes the next morning, reality hit me hard.
Darius was lying right beside me. I gasped sharply and moved away from him so fast I almost fell off the bed.
He stirred.
Slowly, his eyes opened and met mine. “Arielle…”
“How did I get here?” I asked immediately, my voice shaky.
He blinked in confusion. “What are you talking–”
I pulled the blanket down slightly and froze. My clothes were different. I wasn't in the dress from last night.
My stomach dropped. “What did you do to me?” I whispered, panic rising.
He groaned and rubbed his face. “Arielle, it's too early for this."
Too early?
Too early?!
How could he be so stupid? He had thousands of rooms in his mansion,
