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-LISA-
Today is my third day ever since I took a step again here at the Style's mansion and it feels like I never left the place. It's imperial and impressive design never fails to amaze me but regardless of how grandiose it is here, I am still uncomfortable with the idea in living here again.
But last night was an exception, I slept peacefully like a hibernating bear. It must be because of yesterday's event that must have drained all my energy, but the deeper knowing part of me says it must be because of Harry.
My cheeks redden when I recall what happened last night. After the kiss, Harry laid down with me, never leaving his arms around me. We cuddled as long as my memory could remember before it ceased due to fatigue. My anxiety attack last night has taken another toll on me. The doctor strictly imposed that there should be no strenuous activities for me today. Since I'm still currently on my first trimester, which actually the most delicate part of pregnancy where most of the essential initial cell development of the baby will undergo, that is why everyone are keen that I should be stress free. This is a vital moment of their future ruler's growth. Of course they wouldn't want an unhealthy child as an heir. Harry tried too but regardless of his effort he is still my numero uno stressor.
Everyone here treats me like the most delicate porcelain doll and it actually irritates me but I have no choice since this is for my baby. So here I am, still stuck in Harry's room doing nothing.
I hear the door rings catching my attention. I grab the device Harry left me this morning that operates everything here inside his room. This remote like device is my favorite thing so far right now since it is like a magic wand doing anything and everything for me in just a touch of a button. I kinda miss my old wrist device when I was still a slave here but Harry banned me from using it maybe because it is also a form of a communication device and he won't want because he doesn't want me to have any contacts with the Avalanche group.
I press the door open and the youngest one of my guards enters.
"Ms. Hart, pardon me for disturbing you but you have a call from the Don." I accept his phone and place it to my ear.
"Hello?"
"Lisa." My heart skips a beat when I hear his deep raspy voice which sounds even deeper through the phone.
"Y-yes?" My voice falters making me curse inwardly.
"I'm sorry but I can't join you for dinner tonight. I have a meeting with my council and this will take long." I can hear from the background noise the sound of people talking. He must be in the middle of a meeting or something
"Oh.."
He must have heard the disappointment in my voice as he sounds apologetic next.
