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I had the best sleep of my life

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I had the best sleep of my life. This bed is so comfy. I just wanna sleep some more and more and more and more. Hehe.

I let out a huge yawn and remove the soft quilts from my body. Wait, i wasn't wearing this and wait , this isn't my room!

Am I kidnapped? WOAH! This is so exciting. Yes! Now I get to play escape. My investigation skills will help me get out of here.

I'm smart like that!

My wedding dress was neatly hung in a hanger and my shoes were kept in the corner of the room. I decide to drink some water first and then get out of the so tempting bed. I'll come back beddy, don't worry!

As I get up, I let out another yawn and rub my eyes as they land on a note attached to the water bottle. A note with the most neat and clean handwriting I had ever seen. I'm ashamed now.

'Goodmorning, little wife. I hope you had a wonderful sleep, meet me downstairs once you're up. Your brush and all the necessary things are in the washroom'

I giggled as I saw the little heart he tried to make at the bottom of the page. Keyword 'tried'. My husband is so cute, I thought. While walking towards the washroom, I realised it wasn't really a washroom,

It was a whole house. I could fit our house into it atleast twenty times. Woah, my husband is so awesome! I make a mental note to ask for his architects number.

I quickly brush my teeth in his very very huge bathroom and wash my face with a strawberry facewash he had kept in the shelf. Does he use it ? It looks new though.

As I walk out of the room, a woman dressed in black trousers and white shirt waited for me. She greeted me with a professional nod and I grinned waving at her.

"Hi! Good morning.  You're very pretty, by the way." She smiled back at me and I sighed in relief.
Thank God she doesn't hate me.

My phone beeped as I was walking down the stairs. A deep frown coated my face when I saw the text from dad. It was about taking Mr. De'angelo's money and giving it all to dad.

Can I block his number?

I didnt realise that we had reached the end of the stairs and I continued walking when my ankle twisted and I almost landed on the floor before a pair of possesive calloused hands went around my tummy and gently lifted me off the floor.

I squeaked shutting my eyes . Woah, I floating. Oops, I landed now. Once I was placed on the floor, I open my eyes slowly. Waiting for scoldings.

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