CHAPTER 8: Breakfast

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Victoria's POV I woke up to the feeling of sunlight touching my face and I groaned. After my mate had taken me to the guestroom, I thank him and quickly get to the bed, ignoring the clear disappointment on his face. I know he expected me to invite him to talk or hang a little, but I'm so tired and worn out that day so I just swallow the guilt and think about how to make it up to him today. The room is large with a Queen sized bed, white walls, a high ceiling with chandelier and fluffy blue carpet and two royal blue couches, and a 65-inch flat-screen TV. I also had an adjoining bathroom. Suddenly I heard a loud knock sounding outside my door. I sit up, rubbing the sleep in my eyes and huff, mumbling curses directed to the person that was outside my door. It was clear that I was not a m

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