Page 37 of Wickedly Yours

Peeking over at him, I watched his face, trying to read his expression.

“This is my study,” he said, pointing to a room past thelibrary. “If you need me, and you can’t find me, just come here.”

“Okay.” I bit my lip, noticing he didn’t take me inside.

Leading me up a back staircase, we wandered down a long hallway. “Those are my rooms,” Zain said, motioning to a set of doors.

We walked a little farther before he came to a stop.

“And this,” he said, his hand extending to swing open the door, “is yours.”

“My room?” My eyes widened.

“Is that not to your liking?” He asked, brow furrowed. “I thought you’d like your own space.”

Under his steady scrutiny, I looked away. “No,” I said the word a little too quickly, wondering why I’d thought we’d be sharing.

Fake.None of this was real. I had to keep reminding myself of that. “It’s great.” I pasted on a smile, pushing past him to enter the room.

I gasped when I took it in. The room had large windows that seemed to overlook a garden outside, and a large poster bed sat in the middle, piled with white fluffy pillows—and Selene was grooming herself as she laid on top of a chaise lounge.

“Zain.” My hand flew over my heart. “This?—”

He cleared his throat. “Do you like it?”

“Yes,” I agreed. There was a vase of flowers on the vanity. I leaned down, smelling the freshly cut lilacs. “Like it?” I choked back a laugh. “This is perfect. How did you even…”

I looked over at him, but he was still moving through the space. His back was turned to me, and I took another moment to admire his backside. Goddess, he was beautiful.

“The bathroom is through here,” he said, opening a door I hadn’t noticed yet. It opened into a tiled room that smelled likelemon and cleaner, every inch sparkling. “And the bathing pool is through there. You’ll find if you need anything, all you have to do is ask.”

“Bathing…pool?” I blinked. Who needed a pool to wash up? But there wasn’t a tub in this bathroom, so I assumed that was my only option. I loved taking baths, even though I was normally a shower kinda girl. I didn’t have a tub in my apartment, so I’d gotten used to not having one. “Sounds wonderful, actually.”

He hummed in response, moving back to the main room. “Your bags have already been put away, and you’ll find the closet—and your sitting room—through those other doors.”

My head was spinning. “This is bigger than my entire apartment.” In fact, I was pretty sure it could fit in just the bedroom here. The bathroom was the size of two bedrooms. I didn’t want to know how big the closet was. I might pass out.

Moving over to the bed, I ran my hands over the white lacy curtains that adorned the sides of the bed. I’d never had a canopy bed before, even though I’d always loved them.

How did he know?

Zain snapped his fingers, and a demon girl appeared in front of us. Her skin was pale, her eyes white, and her hair was the most interesting shade of icy blue, streaked with silver. Little gray horns peeked out at the top of her forehead.

“Novalie.” Zain addressed the demon, who bowed to us both.

“My lord.” She stood to her full height—though even with my average height, she was a few inches shorter than me.

He turned to me. “This is Luna—my future wife. You’ll be serving her from now on. I expect her to be treated with the utmost respect.”

That was the first time I’d heard him refer to me as his wife, and it mademy cheeks heat.

“Of course. It’s nice to meet you, my lady.” She curtsied, and I felt totally out of my element.

“You don’t have to—” I started, only shutting my mouth at Zain’s glare. “It’s nice to meet you also, Novalie.” I dipped my head in thanks.

“If you need anything, I’m at your service.” She gave me a warm smile before disappearing before my eyes.

I frowned, looking at Zain. My future husband. Wow, that would take getting used to. “Does everyone do that here?”

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