When Emily entered the room, leaving the balcony, noticing the room decorations which was quite beautiful with candles, rose petals which lying on the bed and the carpet.

She was so panicky that she couldn’t control her thoughts and movements and just want to run away from this room, far away from this person and this castle, back to her small room in the orphanage.

But suddenly many faces and their pleadings appear in front of her eyes and for them she calms down her heart.

She then looked up to the person who is standing in front of her, still not looking into his eyes.

“Are you afraid of me?” William asked coldly.

“Uh??” Emily did not hear him and looked blankly at him.

“Are you afraid of me!!?” William asks again this time even more coldly and darkly with slight irritation in his voice.

“No, No”, Emily replies trying to act casual.

“Then why are you looking down and not looking at my face or do you think that you are the most beautiful creature and I’m just a beast so by looking at me your aesthetics will be spoiled right?” William said angrily.

Emily was stunned for a moment then she dumbly looked up to see the man…

Her eyes were awestruck for a moment.

He was wearing a black overall with a black and golden long coat.

His sapphire blue eyes were holding so many unspeakable words, his face full of anger and irritation, his fair white skin glowing like a diamond over his black and golden dress.

All of this made up for his appearance as a cold, merciless, powerful man. Indeed, he was called a Lord.

Emily was thinking in her mind,

“Holly Hell!! I really didn’t expect a werewolf to be this handsome. His face can overthrow all the handsome men in the world.

Why didn’t I notice it before??

How can you idiot, when you didn’t even look at his face properly!!!”

William was taking note of all the expressions on the face of the woman in front of him and was thinking,

“Is she lost in my appearance??

Maybe!!

No not maybe, it is for sure, after all I’m the most handsome amongst men.

Idiotic female!!

I don’t know what the hell did mother see in this woman.

But I must say that she is indeed very beautiful.

Oh, common Wil, What the hell are you thinking.

She is a human and you hate humans the most!!”

On the other side, Emily was wearing a pearl white gown with a diamond tiara, her black hair which was waist length spread out in front of her shoulders, her clear hazel eyes drawn with black kajal making it the most beautiful in the world. There was not a speck of impurity in her eyes making them the reliable and worthy of trust. She is looking like a fairy just descended from heaven.

(To be continued)