Amber’s POV:
To say that the air is tense in Lord Kylo’s mansion today would be an understatement. I was summoned to the dining room for a polite breakfast, but somehow I wish I had rather stayed in my room. Apart from the sounds of Kylo munching on his toast or Scotty sipping at his cranberry juice, there is utter silence and everybody seems too stubborn to cut through it with conversation. I sigh and grab a slice of melon and Kylo looks up at me, as if to reprimand my dramatics. What does he expect though? He waltzed into my room yesterday, tried to pluck away at my virtue, left me hanging on by a thread and claimed it was what I deserved after how much my very presence annoys him. I shiver at the thought of his warm lips pressed against my core and then quickly shake my head to rid my
