Amelia's POV
I walked up the flight of stairs towards my room. It wasn't coincidental that just before I could reach my room, or rather, the room which my supposed husband had subjected me to staying in, I had to walk past his.
Well, on the other days, I didn't think too much of what he had done. I just needed to accept his domineering power over me and still exhibit that submissiveness to him.
This night was quite different from the rest. Before I could even reach his room, I could hear noises, groans, moans of ecstasy that filled the air and pierced through my ears.
I stopped for a moment, and I tried to maintain silence while paying attention to what I had heard earlier on. I took steady steps as I approached his room, tilting my head forward with my ears shot out just to confir
