Bab 47: First night together

As Lydia approached, her graceful steps echoing softly in the opulent chamber, I felt a surge of conflicting emotions rising within me like a turbulent sea. Her presence, now transformed into a vision of allure, seemed to fill the room with an undeniable magnetism, drawing my gaze despite my inner turmoil.

I stood my ground, my resolve firm, even as she drew nearer, her eyes searching, perhaps for some sign of acquiescence from me. But I could offer none. I couldn't bring myself to meet her halfway in this twisted dance of fate.

Instead, I busied myself with the pretense of tidying up, my movements deliberate as I folded a towel and placed it on the nearby chair. It was a silent offering, a gesture of modesty in the face of her provocative attire.

Lydia's voice broke the silence, her words carrying a weight that belied their casual tone. "I'm sorry, Aurelia. My parents have asked me to do this. I have no choice."