As the car drove to Adrien's mighty mansion with Adrien holding her hand in his and smiling reassuringly at her, she wondered why all this hadn't been a reality. If only she wasn't living a lie and Adrien were truly hers,she would have been the happiest bride alive.
She was directed to the beautifully decorated bedroom by a servant. Adrien had whispered into her ears that he had a few things to take care of and so he had to leave but promised to be back soon.
"I can't wait to devour you when I get back. I promise I'll have you wet,naked and screaming my name." He whispered huskily into her ear and she shivered slightly. It then dawned on her the height of the situation, there was certainly no way she could have sex with her sister's husband, well he was her husband now,more or less.
"I see you've already began imagining our wedding night but darling I'll pleasure you more than you can ever imagine." He whispered again abruptly bringing out of her thoughts but she managed a smile
The driver dropped off at the mansion while Adrien took another car to attend his ' important business'. When Iris went into the house, she was astounded. The place was huge,with a mighty chandelier at the centre ceiling of the sitting room, not too far was a fully packed bar that consisted of all kinds of drinks,mostly alcohol.
As she glanced around her eyes caught sight of the huge portrait of she and Adrien on the wall,their wedding photograph. An elderly man interrupted her searching eyes "Ma'am I'll show you to your room." He said and took the lead while she followed silently.
The room was so big and spacious, with a huge wardrobe, and two more doors leading to the closet and bathroom respectively. The room was painted purple and also had their wedding photo. On the bed was a wrapped gift with a note. She read the note and it was from Adrien, no surprise. He wanted her to wear the dress for their wedding night.
Iris sighed and opened it but the content made her eyes widen.