Consequence

Chapter 14

May 1, 1813

It has been three nights since my wedding 'celebration' and I'm glad that unlike others of nobility we are not spending an entire month alone on a honeymoon.

We haven't even seen each other since that dreadful night and thank god because I am not in the mood to have an inner battle with my tears.

Vera asked me the next day how the consummation went and I was like, "What consummation?" Because we didn't even sleep in the same room.

Although, my maid did move me into Nik's quarters, he confined himself in his study. I assumed he went into that private room of his sometime in the night because I saw him walk out of it at dawn. Of course, I was pretending to be asleep by focusing on steadying my heart rate.

I haven't seen or heard of him since. Okay well, I did hear him walking down the hallway so I sprinted into the washroom and locked myself in there...multiple times.

But what do you expect me to do. I know he has spent countless nights with women and probably had women throwing themselves at him since he was London's most eligible bachelor.

But I guess I just assumed he would stop all that since he was engaged to me. I should've known that his teasing about sleeping with mistresses wasn't a joke.

Mrs. Flora has made me painfully aware of the countless mistresses and wives these greedy men can have.

The monster has shown its true face in the form of Alexandra. Okay maybe that's not the best comparison considering that Nik's  a vampire.

She's not the only reason I'm avoiding him like the plague, though. I feel like if we reconcile then I'll be drawn to him again by his cute yet annoying smirks and perfect body. Not to mention his unique grey-blue eyes, soft brown hair, and, ugh, jawline.

No, no, no! Don't think about him. You don't want to get hurt Eva. The little voice in the back of my head reminds me.

I slip on the first pajama I find in my, larger than my lifespan, wardrobe. (I have even more clothes because of all the wedding gifts.)

The smooth silk nightgown feels so cozy against my skin. I burn out my candle but not before sneaking a peak at myself through the vanity mirror. I really love the golden silk and the thin bow at the center of the low-cut neckline.

I close my eyes for sometime unable to sleep but I'm too
tired to open my eyelids.

I turn over on my bed so that my face is digging into the pillow and I let out a scream of annoyance.

My scream dies down and I feel a sudden dip in the queen sized  bed. I grip onto the dark grey comforters a little tighter and turn on my right side so that I'm facing away from the rest of the bed.

I know who it is. I mean who else can it be besides Dominik Klein.

"Wake up, my daughter." I scream in surprise when I hear a voice that does not belong to Nik reach my ears. But I can't figure out who it is since it's in a whisper. All I know is that I've memorized Nik's voice and that's not him.

I panic and let out another scream and before I know it the bedroom door swings open and my bed is suddenly light once again meaning he is no longer next to me.