Then turning towards Arron, "You leave too".
"What do you mean? I'm staying here for the night." He says.
"What!?"
I watch his broad back as he got dressed up in the bathrobe.
Then turning towards me, he brushed his blonde hair back and smirked.
"You asked me yourself, don't you remember?"
"Oh, that..." I remember.
I don't know if it's because we are alone in the room now or whatever...
But I start getting chills down my spine when I look into his deep blue eyes!
Arron starts walking closer to me.
I try to keep my cool and turn away from him.
But I realize he is walking even closer.
What the fuck is he trying again?
I look over to Arron again, who is now just a few inches away from me.
"What?" I ask.
"Did I say anything?" He asks back.
"Then what are you-"
My heart skips a beat as he moved even closer.
So much so that I could smell the sweat that trickled down his body...!
Not knowing what to do, I shut my eyes close.
But my worries only seem foolish, as he just walks past me and drops down on the bed behind me.
"I'm tired, I want to sleep." he yawns like a kid.
"Oh"
He's surprisingly childish despite being like that just a few moments ago...
Well, whatever! It's not my business anyways.
I sit down on the opposite side of the bed.
"Aren't you gonna sleep?" He asks.
"Nah, I'm good", I answer.
Sleep? Where? On the same bed as you? As if I can fall asleep beside a beast like that!
The novel described Arron as the sadistic Duke, who often abused his power to get what he wants.
Although he was handsome enough to get any woman he wished for, the Duchess prohibited him from touching another woman to avoid rumors of adultery spreading. That is why he laid his eyes on the beautiful slave Lorenzo to fulfill his hunger.
Seriously though am I really locked in the same room with a psycho like that?
I look over at the clock and breathe a sigh of relief.
It's almost 4'o clock, which is great because I'll be out of here in a few hours then.
But then who knows what awaits me next?
Reborn into this body after my death, I really don't know anything about this place.
This body still feels unusual to me, especially this long red hair.
In my past life, I had really short hair because long hair was messy and unmanageable.
But it looks like The Duchess's hair is kept pretty well. I brush my fingers through my long red hair, they are so smooth and silky, it's really beautiful.
My mother used to have long hair like this and always wanted me to grow my hair long too in my past life.
I wonder how she would react after my death.
"Don't cross the road with headphones on." She would always be nagging.
Strangely, I find myself smiling when I think of her nagging now.
I guess now I understand why they say mothers are always right.
I grab my long hair, then twist it into a bun just like my mother would do.
I wish I could show her how I look right now...
"You look great".
Arron's comment takes me by surprise.
I turn around to see him staring at me laying on the other side of the bed.
"What?"
"I just said you look great with your hair up like that"
"Oh"
"Yeah", he smiled.
"Aren't you gonna sleep?" I ask.
"Yeah"
"Then why do you keep staring at me?"
"Is that a problem?" He asks cheekily.
"Yeah. And a HUGE one at that." I stress on the word huge.
"Really? Well, I can't help it since you're so pretty." He smiles.
Is he trying to flirt right now!?
"I know that I'm pretty, but I don't want to be stared at by some deranged horny ass bitch like you so stop."
"Pfft hahaha! no one has ever called me that!" He laughs out loud.
"You are THAT," I say with a disgusted face.
"You are surprisingly funny today", his brows furrowed together, but the smile on his face never disappears.
"Am I not all the time?"
"No, never! In fact, you hardly ever speak to me!"
For some reason, his eyes grew serious making me flinch...
Did he understand something?
No, calm down...that can't be possible.
"Fine then keep your mouth shut and I'll keep mine shut too," I say, maintaining my cool.
"Haha well I didn't say that I don't like it" he smirks again.
"Just shut up and go to sleep" I rolled my eyes.
"But why aren't you sleepy?" He asks.
"I don't want to. Besides it's going to be morning already in a few hours" I say.
"That's strange, I thought you wouldn't be able to keep your eyes open by now," he says.
"What do you mean?" I asked confused.
"The Duchess takes medicine for sleep right? Even last night you had taken it and so I thought you would be in deep sleep until the morning." He explained.
"Oh"
The Duchess takes medicine for sleep? I don't think that was mentioned in the novel. Well, that's expected I guess since she was a side character with only a few chapters mentioning her.
Come to think of it, I don't think I read about her after the first few chapters.
I think they stopped mentioning her after the 10th or 12th chapter.
But then what happened to her after that?
"By any chance, did you throw the medicine away?" Arron asks.
"What-no"
Just then I remember...
"Lady...your medicine" the maid hands Rosetta a small cup with a dark liquid.
Taking the cup in her hands, Rosetta says, "This looks darker than usual"
"Ah, that- well I guess I have added less water so maybe the medicine is not diluted enough...But I can add more water if you ask!" The maid says nervously.
"No, it's okay."
Rosetta gulps down the medicine.
Arron who was lying on the other side of the bed watched with a smirk.
"It smells and tastes more bitter too..." She says, before passing out.
So these are Rosetta's memories from last night?
"You definitely took the medicine"
Arron's voice breaks me from my dazed state.
"Yes, I did," I say.
"Then why are you still awake? You always fall dead asleep when you drink that..." He says.
His suspicious gaze meets mine.
But it's not like I'm the type of person who averts their gaze because they are scared.
"I don't know. Maybe because someone was doing something unholy beside me which made me wake up from my good sleep." I smirk.
He breaks into a chuckle.
The tension in the air between us calms down.
"Well at least you got to see something great"
"Shut up and go to sleep." This guy really disgusts me.
Arron only laughs in response.
"It's still weird that we are talking like this..."
He stops laughing.
"The Duchess is so cold that she never bothers to tell me anything. Even though I am your husband, we sleep in different rooms. You never allow me to touch you or get close to you." He narrowed his eyes.
Even though the smirk on his lips never disappears, his eyes reflect so many emotions.
And the most prominent one of them is anger.
"So? What are you getting at?" I ask, unfazed.
Arron's eyes narrowed even more dangerously.
How dare you look at me like that?
"I gave you money, status, power, and whatnot! I gave you enough freedom to enjoy your life, didn't I? You fuck another man on my bed right beside me...Show me a wife who wouldn't kick their husband out for that!?" I lash out at him.
"Duchess, I do things like that because you don't pay attention to me. Show me another wife who treats their husband as a lowlife scum like you do!?", he sneered.
What's his problem!? Why is he messing with me so much??
"Will you just shut your mouth for god's sake? Ugh, why do I even try..." I rub my temples in frustration.
Seriously when will the morning come? How long do I have to stay locked in with him?
"Yes I'll shut up, that's what I always do." He says, before turning to the other side and closing his eyes to sleep.