Rhea
From the moment I walk past the door, I remain apprehensive, my blood pulsing within my veins.
Daciano simply walks in and takes his outer suit off with a sigh, while I look at the near endless size of the room. Everything about it shows affluence and smells of luxury. The windows are large glass panels, big enough for someone twice my size to jump through, while there is a large, bright chandelier hanging from the ceiling, a thing of beauty in itself.
The floors are made of polished, shiny marble, but what draws my attention most is the bed.
It is just as large as the room in which we are in and occupies the most space — a king sized bed, more than enough for the both of us to share, and I’m still looking at it when he turns to look at me with raised brow, and I return the gaze
