Chapter 10: Wedding Night With The Demon
"Mr. Frost, I cannot move in with you tonight."
As Nora uttered those words, the temperature in the car seemed to drop a few degrees, and Nora gulped. This man was too intimidating. Hurriedly, she raised her hands to clarify as she said, "I am not trying to be difficult or playing games. My things are in storage. I did not move them to Antonio's house, and I had hoped to be able to escape after the wedding. I really did not expect them to be so shameless as to insist that I attend the entire reception."
Finishing in a small voice with a shrug of her shoulders, she couldn't help but wince. Sara looked dainty, but the girl really had mean claws!
"Collect them tomorrow." The man answered easily.
Nora wanted to protest, but then simply sighed. She hated arguments, and there was no need to argue. She could simply sleep in the dress.
Nora tried to hide her curiosity, but she was sure she had failed. She had not expected the man's house to be so... warm and welcoming. But it was just that. Even though the house had minimal furniture and almost no artifacts or decorations, the muted palette of the walls gave it an open look. The absence of excess seemed to create a sense of peacefulness, like a garden of tranquility.
It was vastly different from her own home, where taking a wrong turn could lead to accidentally breaking something. She liked this place. She was about to compliment him, but the man had already walked away, leaving her standing in the foyer.
Was she supposed to settle on that comfortable-looking couch? Or should she explore this mansion and choose a room for herself? Before she could think much, however, the man returned with a small bag in his hand and motioned for her to follow him.
Blinking curiously, she followed him as he led her up a winding staircase. As she entered the room, she almost walked into his back, realizing too late that he had stopped. "Your room. And this bag has things you may need for tonight."
Nora accepted the bag and carefully peered inside. The bag seemed to contain basic toiletries and a t-shirt. "Thank you, Mr. Frost."
The man looked at her intently for a moment, and Nora could only blink up at him uncomfortably. Did he want something?