In a state that could only be described as semi-daze, Rosalie moved with a deliberate slowness down the long, dimly illuminated corridor of the Dio mansion, her destination set for the master bedroom. Ever since their wedding night, the girl never moved back to her original bedroom. Instead, she chose to inhabit the room she shared with Damien before his departure, spending every night on the vast, expansive bed, finding solace in its grandeur, perhaps reluctant to sever the last vestige of intimacy she shared with Damien.
Her mind buzzed incessantly, inundated by a cacophony of intricate thoughts and emotions. The memory of her conversation with the Izaar twins replayed vividly in her thoughts, occupying a prominent place in her mental landscape. Of paramount significance, however, was Rostan's audacious yet irresistibly alluring proposition.
