When Evangeline opened her eyes in the morning. Her face looked dazed. She felt a spitting pain and held her head tightly.
The room spinned for a second before her vision went clear and the events of last night came flooding in her mind. She looked around with an ashen face.
Last night, she had acted wantonly when he had touched her but just when he was about to take her, she had sobbed hard and he had left. Yet, she had cried hard with an itch that was full of desire.
She wanted him. There was no doubt in it. But it was more physical. He had whispered something and for some reason it felt it was important but no matter how much she tried to recall it, her memories were hazy.
"My lady!" the door knocked and she pushed that uneasiness away. Her personal maids entered with their heads bowed low. They looked ashamed to face her. "We apologize for last night. We only wanted to help you and the lord." they whispered in a low voice when she sighed.
