The first morning with him

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IVAN'S POV:

"Come" I addressed her when she was standing outside while rubbing her biceps to keep herself warm in the cold winds which were hitting her. The guards bowed and we entered inside.

The mansion was almost empty since it was late at night. The servants probably went to the cotters back after finishing their work as they do usually. I can notice her tensed figure and she kept nibbling her lower lip with her peraly white teeth.

Damn, it makes me want her.

"Do you want something, tell me as the servants already went to their cotters," I asked

her bringing her back from the deep river of thoughts that always envelops her whenever she is alone or with strangers.

But? Why me?

Am I a stranger to her?

But how much she even knows about you Ivan Miller?

She knew nothing about you.

She looked up making her doe-like eyes interact with my blue orbs. The moment her flawless features divulged to my desperate eyes.

She is breathtakingly alluring.