CHAPTER 46
Amyla sat on her bed fiddling with her fingers, eyes cast down on her lap. Not being able to look at the man sitting close to her gawking at her like she was a polished trophy.
Zayan tilted his head and smirked, seeing her submissive side. It was easy to bring on and he hoped it remained this way otherwise he had to get much harsher on her. He kept looking at her. Never in his twenty-nine years of age had he once thought that a girl like her, plain, naive and outrageously timid, would be his wife.
The man who vowed to never involve a woman in his life, much less get married to her, was doing the opposite. Tomorrow everyone will know that she will be the queen of Zayan Orsini and that will surely interest his rivals to go after her and use her against him.
He wouldn't let tha
