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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕫𝕖 𝕩 𝔻𝕪𝕝𝕒𝕟 (𝟚)

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞

She groaned as the blinding light shone through the windows. White fluffy clouds  in the sky while the scorching sun loomed over the planet. Charlize sat up and was about to call for someone until she realized that she wasn't in her room. She looked around the room and it felt familiar.

It was quite an extravagant room - fitting for an individual with a high status. Dark purple curtains adorned the windows and the room consisted of a large bed with many paintings hung on the walls. In addition, there was a minuscule library with a variety of books. The bedroom definitely belonged to a noble. Yet, why was she here?

Oh. That's why. It then hit her, all the memories flooded her mind and the realization of her actions hit her. She blushed profusely while she relived the moments of last night.

She snapped out of her embarrassment when she hears the door click open. The large oak doors opened and she realized that even the doors had an intricate design made of gold carved into it. This room really was luxurious. Somebody strode into the room. Dylan. Wait, Dylan?

Once again, the flashbacks of the previous night replayed in her head.

The heavy breathing and fast movements.

His warm hands roaming her body.

The sweet whispers that he whispered into her ear.

Charlize remembered all of it. Every second of it. The more she thought about it, the more she felt herself turning red. Dylan's expression looked soft and he walked towards the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed, next to her.

"How are you feeling?" He asked her as he took hold of her hand.

"I feel fine."

Charlize told him, though her back did feel a bit sore.

"That's good. Dress up and have some breakfast. We'll talk in a bit."

Dylan told her and he grabbed hold of her face, planting a kiss on her forehead. He left the room and told a servant to assist her. Charlize left the bed to go have a bath, even the bathroom was lavish - the perks of being emperor were endless. She was about to undress when she caught glimpse of herself in the mirror.

There seemed to be red marks under her nightgown. She pulled the collar down slightly to reveal her neck and collarbone which were decorated with many marks. It must have been a rough night - judging by all the love bites.

After a refreshing shower, Charlize was dressed and left the room to have breakfast. She realized just how hungry she was after seeing all the food that was set out on the large table. Dylan was nowhere to be seen but she just figured that he was in his office.

While eating, she wondered what he thought of all this. In truth, she was somewhat aware of Dylan's feelings towards her. Charlize was just unsure of how to respond; she wasn't sure how she felt about him. His gentle and kind behavior towards her was a luxury that she had never experienced due to her childhood.

Nobody had ever acted that way towards her. Nobody had ever trusted her as much as him. Nobody ever loved her as much as Dylan did.