Book 3: My Creepy Husband

Anacá's POV

I closed my eyes and inhaled the sweet floral fragrance. It seeped into my soul and expelled the sadness that had gripped my heart since morning. On seeing the duvet and pillow on the floor when I woke up, I felt guilty. Did Eros sleep on the floor because of me? 

Jules informed me he hadn’t eaten a thing since morning. It made me feel even guiltier. I had proved to be a horrible wife to him so far. 

Was he repenting his decision to marry me? With his looks and wealth, he could have married anyone. I should be thankful he chose me. After all, it saved me from marrying Josh and made my dad happy. That was what I wanted, right?

Did he really have no motive for marrying me? I didn’t know what to believe. My heart softened a little towards him after last night. I hadn’t expected him to restrain himself. Heck, he even slept on the floor, respecting my need for rest! 

With his notorious reputation, it was a feat ind