After the wedding party was over Binaca was led to her husband's chamber, her heart in the air as she waited patiently for him to come take her veil off as custom demanded.
Different thoughts keep coming to her head as she wonders what kind of man her husband will be. Fear keeps clawing its way to her heart when she remembers the cold look on his face earlier and the way he treated her the first time they met.
A prickle of awareness spread through her body when a presence appeared inside the dim light room as she felt his warmth and faint clean scent mixed with mint enveloping from the tip of his head to his toes.
Suddenly the cold barren room was no longer empty; his warrior-like body filled the entire room yet he looked like a king with domination.
She raised her head and studied his
