Chapter 8

• Guilia
• What was I doing? Why was I pretending?
• It was crazy that I shied away from him knowing that I badly wanted this to happen between us. I acted like a saint whereas I had been unable to stop myself from having lewd dreams of him on my wedding morning. My father would never allow me to get married to Vladimir and he was yet to prove his love to me, but who cared about all those things when we could have fun and move on with our lives the next day?