Forbidden Heat

Chapter 62: Welcome to My World

“Don’t scream. It’s me, Princess,” the man whispered in my ear in a jovial voice.

As my eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness and I came to my senses, I recognized the owner of that

voice and the face that was now so close to mine.

Edward! How did he get into the mansion at this hour? How did he get into my bedroom?!

“Don’t make a sound, ok? I’m going to release your mouth,” Edward told me with a slight laugh. He

must be enjoying my reaction so much. I nodded that I understood and the pressure of his hand on my

mouth slowly lessened as he slowly removed his hand.

“Edward! How did you get into the mansion at his hour? How did you get into my bedroom?!” I shouted

silently the exact same question I exclaimed in my head just earlier.

What happened to the guards? There are supposed to be guards all day and all night around the

mansion and in front of the estate gates. How did Edward get in?

“This used to be my house too, you know. I also grew up here,” Edward answered as he patted my

head playfully. I was still massively confused. Just because he grew up here doesn’t answer how he

was able to get in.

I guess it made sense that Edward used to live here. Since I’ve been living here for around 10 years

without seeing Edward around, I guess I’d forgotten that Lucien inherited this mansion from his father,

who was also Edward’s father as well. Their family must have all lived peacefully together here before Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Edward moved out and Lucien married my mother.

“Because I grew up here, I know my way around pretty well. Avoiding some guards is nothing,” Edward

answered my unasked question as he winked at me.

Oh, right. He did tell me he would see me soon. I never thought it would be here and at a time like this.

Wait, what if what I saw in my dream was what Edward actually did to me in real life? Judging from the

fact that he was in between my legs and the fact that I am wet and sticky down there…

“Should we continue where we left off, My Princess?” Edward asked as he came closer.

I slapped his chest as I pushed him away from me. I promised that I wouldn’t scream not that I wouldn’t

hit him.

“Why are you here?” I hissed. Looking around the room nervously hoping that no one heard us.

“To see you, obviously. You did ask for me after all,” Edward replied while shrugging his shoulders.

“Well, you could have come normally during the day instead of sneaking in like this,” I complained.

“If I could’ve, I would’ve. I don’t think Lucien is ready to welcome me with open arms just yet,

especially, if I told him that I’m here because you wanted to see me,” Edward continued to tease me.

I might as well get down to it since I don’t know how long he can be here before we get caught or he

needed to leave.

“Edward, I have something to ask you…” I started to ask before he interrupted me by placing a finger

on my lips to silence me.

“Let’s go to my room to talk. It should be safer there from eyes and ears,” Edward replied as he took

my hand into his.

“Your room? You have a room here?” I asked incredulously. I have never heard of Edward having a

room in this mansion before.

“I do. As I told you, I used to live here,” Edward replied as he tugged me off the bed, urging me to

follow him.

…

Edward held my hand firmly in his as he led me through the corridor of the mansion. Although it was

the middle of the night, the corridor wasn’t pitch dark due to the moonlight shining in through the

windows and some lights were still on. However, the mansion was dead silent and that made me

conscious of my labored breathing and our footsteps as Edward continued dragging me along. I

followed him for a while before I realized that I was entering into another wing of the mansion that I had

rarely been to before. This wing was located next to Lucien’s wing. I hardly ever visited Lucien’s wing;

it’s not like I’m banned from doing so, but I just never really had the reason to. This other wing that

Edward was leading me to…is it Edward’s wing?

Once we entered this other wing of the mansion, I felt a distinct change in the atmosphere as if we just

stepped into another world. This part of the mansion was probably unused for years but has been well

maintained and cleaned by the staff.

“We’re here,” Edward announced in a low voice as we stopped in front of a large and tall wooden

double door. Is this Edward’s room?

Still holding my hand in his, Edward fumbled in his pant pocket a little before revealing a key. With a

slight grin my way, he started to unlock the door.

“Welcome to my world, Princess,” he teased me a little before pushing the door open.

--To be continued