Fallen
“Time to wake up, your highness,” Wen’s voice sounded loud in the room. Fallen groaned as she opened her eyes to tell her to get out of her room when she saw her father sitting on the chaise next to the window. There were other people in the room too. The maids were there. She didn’t even hear a whole army of people walk into her room. She must have been exhausted. Triam didn’t let her sleep last night. He f****d her to an inch of her life, and she enjoyed every second of it. Fallen didn’t even know when he left. Thank God, he left before they arrived.
“They are here to help you get ready for your date,” her father said. He got to his feet and walked out of the room.
Was he angry? Fallen asked herself as she watched him leave. Wen stepped close to the bed, holding her robe out.
