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His na felt so strange on my lips and that was probably because I had never spoken it out loud before in my life because there was no need to, and I was actually forbidden from saying it. It felt alien to and the fact that I happened to rember his na while I reached my climax also felt unbelievable. I felt his presence retreating from and by the ti that my mind was clear enough for to open my eyes and focus, Bradon was already heading for the door. Although I could see that he was leaving, I couldn’t find it in to call him back because there was no need to.

What would I say to him even if I called him back?

Recalling his na ant nothing to because I still knew nothing about this phantom of a man that was supposed to be Anthony’s hidden elder brother. I let out a long sigh as I felt my juices leaking out of my love entrance. My pussy still felt sore from the night before but that wasn’t what occupied my mind. It felt quite relieving to finally be able to put a na to that face that looked almost exactly like Anthony’s. Even though Bradon did not confirm to that I had gotten his na correct, I knew that I was right.

...

**Around a week later**

My sister and Anthony had been married for a little more than a week now. In reality, what that ant was that I had been married to Bradon for more than a week now. If I had been worried about facing my husband, my fears were absolutely unnecessary. Ever since our first day together as man and wife, I had never laid eyes on Bradon again and I had no idea where he went off to. After our argunt and passionate encounter after my parents left that day, Brandon simply disappeared from my life, and it felt like my wedding to him was nothing but a fragnt of my own dark imagination.

The main thing that acted as a harsh reminder that I was still very much married to him was the fact that I was stuck inside what he referred to as his world and that was his mansion. Although Bradon never showed his face in front of again, I soon found out that he still had absolute control over my life.

“You’re not allowed to leave this place, My Lady,” one of the many naless maids that worked in the mansion reminded politely.

After spending a full day doing absolutely nothing in the mansion, I naturally wondered why I had to be there at all if there wasn’t anything for to do and no one for to be with. Of course, I preferred this much better than spending my ti with Bradon and the fact that he never showed his face probably ant that he couldn’t bear to be near either.

“What do you an? Why can’t I leave this place?” I asked the sa question that I had asked everyone that I ran into again.

“Umm...this is what the Master had decided...” the young woman replied softly.

If I had learnt sothing from my short ti living in Bradon’s mansion, it was that everyone was terrified of him. His words were really like an ironclad law that everyone must obey no matter what and without hesitation. Everyone in the mansion followed his orders without any questions as if they didn’t have a mind of their own. The sa applied to his order stating that I wasn’t allowed to leave the mansion.

“I’m bored out of my mind. What am I supposed to do here?” I asked while sounding extrely bored.

“Well, this mansion is equipped with many leisure facilities that you may find to your liking. There’s the gym, dance studios, bars, movie theaters, sauna and jacuzzi with masseuses at your service, a swimming pool, tennis courts, and other facilities as well. If you’d like, I can take you on a tour around the mansion. I’m sure that you’ll find sothing to your liking...” she replied before showing a hopeful smile.

“Am I supposed to be satisfied with that for the rest of my life?” I snapped sarcastically.

“Well...” she mumbled as she casted her eyes downward.

The solemn look on her face imdiately made regret my words. I knew that I shouldn’t be taking out my anger on her and that she probably didn’t want to end up in a situation like this either.

“Never mind...” I muttered after heaving a sigh.

“I’m very sorry, My Lady...” she apologized softly.

“It’s not your fault. Let’s go on that little tour that you ntioned,” I suggested simply because I thought that it might help lift her spirits a little.

“Of course! Please follow this way,” the maid said with a bright smile.

Unlike the many people that I knew, this maid wasn’t at all hard to read and handle. I smiled at her warmly as a slight tinge of jealousy crept up on because I wished that I had a simple life like hers. Then again, it was impossible to imagine what the life of another person was really like, and I shouldn’t make assumptions on my own.

“By the way, what is your na?” I asked.

“I’m extrely sorry for the late introduction. My na is Bella,” she replied with a shy smile.

“Bella...that’s a nice na...” I replied truthfully.

Bella did an outstanding job of taking on a tour of Bradon’s kingdom. The way she talked so excitedly as she presented to the facilities that may help to ease my boredom was quite entertaining. Even though I initially just went along with it to make the maid feel better, I ended up enjoying her company.

“What is Bradon like?” I asked while we were standing on the side of the large swimming pool.

“Excuse ?” She replied with a stunned look on her face as if my question had truly caught her off guard.

--To be continued...

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