Chapter 51

“I was promised to Azrael, without knowing my father had arranged my marriage with the brother of my sister’s fiancée.”

She didn’t knew how long she sat there, on his lap as he cradled her closer to his chest. His warmth soothing her anxious nerves making her forget for a moment what happened a while ago. The only thing that mattered was the solace he was providing her. A quiet rapping of their breathing clasping around them as dim lights in the room filled space with little illumining illusion.

A hum of awareness fluttered through her as she felt Maverick’s hands rubbing her back. And strangely, there was nothing sexual about his touch, if anything, it was consoling.

Maverick looked down at woman on his lap, her eyes solely on his chest, curling on his lap. There was condolence in the purity of her own innocence. Maverick waited for to say something, and after a deep terrifying silence, she said.

“I would have married him, thinking it as an arranged marriag