Chapter 92: AAAHHHHH
Nora slid off the bed with a groan. Her body was stiff and sore, a gift from last night’s activities. Sigh. She would have to force herself if she wanted to keep up today. Stretching slowly, she looked down at the man who was sleeping peacefully on the bed. How foolish had she been last time when she thought that he was a gentle lover!
Last night, exhausted from their continuous exercise, she had breathlessly asked him about why he had been so calm and slow previously while yesterday the man had been a beast. He’d only given her a reply in a few words," It was your first time!"
Even after that night, she had been deliciously tired. But now... no wonder he said that he would give her a way to cry! Even walking to the bathroom, made her feel like crying! People were right to call him a Demon! In fact they should call him a Beast!
She looked at his sleeping form and grimaced enviously. How come he was able to slumber so peacefully while she had to be a morning person?
As she made her way to the bathroom, he moved, letting the blanket covering him slip. Her gaze followed his perfect back and a faint blush crept onto her cheeks. Despite the fatigue, she could not help but grin. So what if he had left numerous marks on her, she had done the same. Let him go and try standing under running water now..."
Hurriedly, she walked into the bathroom, taking inventory at every mark he’d left on her. Tonight was her first appearance as his wife and she was covered in love bites! The man was too much.
Sigh, thankfully, she did not have to worry about going shopping as he had already arranged for a dress for her.
As she made her way out of her room, she could not help but look back at him once more. Her mind drifted back to the first time they had met at Grandpa WIlliam’s office. She’d been so awed and intimidated by him. But there had also been something reassuring in his gaze that had seemed to attract her. It was the aura he exuded. He’d looked at her as if he could crush her like a bug.
Now that she looked at his sleeping form, he still had that same powerful aura but it seemed to be tempered by more grace and elegance. It was as if this was his natural form without any artifice.
Grandpa William had really done her a favour by making her meet this perfect man. When she had walked into his office after seeing Antonio with Sara, she had been shattered. There had been only one thought in her mind and that had been to escape.
If Grandpa William had not coaxed her to fight for her rights, reminding her that her father would not want this for her, she had finally agreed to meet Demetri Frost.
She looked at his straight nose and thin lips, marvelling at his perfect features. When they divorced three years from now, it would be impossible for her to find a lover as favourable as him. She needed to enjoy him as much as she could before he got tired of her already or if they needed a break.