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Chapter Twelve

Sylvia woke up the next morning to find sunshine flooding her with white, almost blinding clarity.

Fortunately, it refreshed her, washing away the dark nightmares that had troubled her all night.

Yawning, she blinked sleepily.

It was a dream, she thought.

Thank heaven it was all a dream.

She was back in her solitary bedroom at Trollshelm Castle, not Greece like it happened in her dream.

Today was her wedding day, the day she had always dreamt of. The day she would pledge herself as Arnold’s wife for the rest of her life…

Sylvia blinked suddenly as she sat up abruptly.

Her blankets fell to her waist as she stared around her. Everything around her was strange.

This was not her bedroom which eventually means she was not in Arnold’s mansion.

She glanced down at the white silk bra and panties that she had slept in.

A blush heated her cheeks as she remembered Xavier moving over her on the bed last night.

She remembered how his body was so close to hers as he slowly undid her garters and pull
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