I looked around Kairan's room, my eyes roaming with surprise. Despite how Kairan was, his room wasn't some dark, brooding dungeon reflecting his personality. Instead, it was almost...regal. The walls were a pristine white, trimmed with gold accents that gave the space an elegant glow. The room was impeccably neat, the light streaming in from the large windows casting everything in a warm, welcoming light.
Well, this is unexpected. Why does the prince of gloom live in a palace of sunshine?
My gaze wandered around, landing on a polished mahogany chair near the corner. I could almost picture myself straddling his lap, kissing him senseless while he sat there, looking surprised for once.
Focus, Sia. This is not the time to turn into a pervert.
But then my eyes caught his bed, perfectly made with silky white sheets, not a single wrinkle in sight.
Ugh, that bed looks way too comfortable... imagine waking up there with him every morning-
