Novel Palace
Chapter 123
As I rummaged through Aston’s clothes, I couldn’t help but notice the stark contrast between his style and Dax’s. While Dax’s wardrobe was lousy and bold, Aston’s was sleek and refined
1 scoured through his shirts, searching for something long and comfortable to wear, but my eyes landed on his collection of white shirts. Ugh, I thought to myself, those were the last things I wanted to wear. The mere sight of them brought back memories of Sophia, and I couldn’t bear the thought of wearing something that reminded me of her.
But, I had to admit, they were perfect for what I needed. Long-sleeved and loose-fitting, they would have been ideal if not for the fact that Sophia had worn one of them. The thought alone made my skin crawl. I didn’t even know which one she had worn, and the mere idea of putting on the same shirt made me want to gag. I could almost smell her perfume on thefn. and it made me feel sick. I remembered the way she used to wear them, the way she would strut around with confidence, and it made me feel even more nauseous..
I couldn’t bring myself to burn them, no matter how much I wanted to. Especially not with Aston only wooden door away. So. I did the next best thing I yanked out my claws and put a hole in the pit of each shirt.
It was a small act of defiance, but it made me feel better. I knew Aston was never going to wear a shirt that had holes so I knew he was going to have to throw them all away and that brought peace to my troubled soul.
With a sense of satisfaction, I pulled out a different shirt a soft, gray one that looked comfortable and cozy. I changed into it, feeling the soft fabric against my skin, and einerged from the closet with a newfound sense of calm. I had taken a small stand, and it had made all the difference. I felt like I had washed away the lingering presence of Sophia, like I had cleansed myself of her influence even though I knew fully well that when this was all over, Aston could bring back Sophia and I would not be able to do anything about it.
As I walked out of the closet,’I caught a glimpse of Aston watching me, a hint of a smile on his face. I wondered what he was thinking, but I didn’t care. I had done what I needed to do, and I felt better for it. I felt like
Words flew out of his mouth and he had me rethinking my decision to come into this room real fast.
As I gazed at the bed, It became three sizes smaller than was before I heard those words from him. I wondered how Aston and I would fit comfortably without making contact, especially with the naughty thoughts swirling in my head. I started to reconsider taking my chances with the thieves outside. But, I didn’t want to leave Aston’s side, so I decided to make the best
of IL
He managed to convince me to stay after a little back and forth and I just lay down and tried to squeeze myself into a corner of the bed. Aston followed suit, his body inches from mine.
As we lay there, I couldn’t help but feel aware of his presence. His warmth, his scent, his gentle breathing. It was all so distracting. I tried to focus on sleep, but my mind kept wandering back to him
“Aston?” I whispered.
“Yes?” he replied, his voice low and husky.
“Are you awake?” I asked, feeling a bit silly.
“Yeah,” he said. “I’m awake.”
We lay there in silence for a moment, the only sound being our gentle breathing.
“Aston?” I whispered again,
“Yes?” he replied
“Thanks for being here with me,” 1 said, feeling a bit vulnerable.
Aston’s voice was soll and gentle “Sure”
1 smiled, feeling a bit better. Maybe I could get through this night after all
As we lay there in the darkness. I tried to strike up a deep conversation. I wanted to know more about Aston, about what made him tick. I wanted to understand what drove him, what motivated him. I wanted to know what he was passionate about, what he cared about deeply
“Aston?” I whispered, my voice barely audible
“Yes” he replied, his voice low and hucky
“What’s your biggest fear I asked, trying to sound thoughtful wanted to know what kept him up at night, what haunterf his dreams. Was it something specific, or was it a general feeling of uncertainty!
Aston chuckled, his body shaking with laughter. “Kira, just because I let you sleep on the same bed as me after a robbery doesn’t mean that I let my guard down, okay? You’re still just a maid, never forget that.”
1
I felt a pang of shame and disappointment. I had been hoping for a more meaningful conversation. I wanted to connect with him on a deeper level, to understand him better. Really, I was just looking for an excuse for all the bad things he has done. I was trying to understand how he became a villain so I could make him into a hero
“Why not?” I asked, trying to sound curious.
“Because Kira you’re nothing but a maid, don’t make me say it again. Aston said, his voice firm
“Okay” I said trying to keep the pain I was feeling from showing in my voice
I woke up, realizing that Aston had threatened to leave if I said one more word. I had fallen asleep despite my best efforts to stay awake. As I sat up in bed, I noticed that the sun was shining brightly through the window, and Aston’s side of the bed was cold when I put my hand on it. He had been
for a while
I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to wash my face. As I stared at myself in the mirror, I couldn’t help but feel little self-conscious. I had drool on my face! I had fallen asleep like a baby, despite my efforts to stay awake. I washed my face and brushed my hair, trying to make myself look more presentable.
1 headed downstairs to find something to eat because my stomach was rumbling, I hadn’t had anything to eat since breakfast yesterday and even that was ruined
As 1 entered the kitchen, I saw Aston talking to someone. It was a woman with long, curly brown hair and bright green eyes. She was laughing at something Aston said, and I felt a pang of jealousy. Who was this woman, and why was Aston being so friendly with her?This is from NôvelDrama.Org.
“Hey, Mira.” Aston said, noticing me standing there. “This is Rachel, not that I need to introduce her to you but since you were drilling holes in her body with your eyes, I was forced to
Rachel turned to me and smiled. “Hi, Kira. Nice to meet you
I nodded, feeling a bit awkward. “Nice to meet you too
Aston gestured to the table, where a spread of breakfast food was laid out. “Help yourself,” he said. I hadn’t even noticed there was food on the table
A we ate. Rachel daited about something I couldn’t understand and Aston listened intently I felt like an outsider, watching their rasy banter They talked about mutual friends and shared esperiences, and I realized that they had a history together. After breakfast. Rachel got up to leave and she and Aston exchanged weird glances.
ras gone. I turned to Aston: “Who is she**
ed trying to sound casual.
Aston shrugged. “Just a friend,” he said, his expression neutral.
I raised an eyebrow. “Just a friend?” I repeated. I didn’t believe him but he would blow up if I asked him one more time so I kept quiet.
Dress up, we’re going out” he said to me out of the blue, as we walked up the stairs. I had been lost in thought, trying to understand since when Aston made breakfast for “friends”, and his words caught me off guard.
“Where are we going?” I asked softly, trying not get yelled at.
Aston just smiled and said, “You’ll see. Just dress up, okay?”
I got up and headed to the closet, trying to decide what to wear. Aston had said to dress up, but I had no idea what that meant in his book. Did he want me to wear a fancy gown, or something more casual but still stylish?
As I browsed through the clothes, I couldn’t help but wonder what the hell he was thinking when he got me all these sultry dresses. There was nothing decent. After seventy sighs, a ton of f**k! And a sprinkle of suicidal thoughts, I finally settled on a black dress that hugged my curves in all the right places, and paired it with some heeled ankle boots. I felt glamorous and sophisticated, but still a bit unsure of what to expect.
When I emerged from the closet, Aston looked me up and down and nodded in approval.
“Let’s go,” he said, leading me out of the house and into the unknown.