Forbidden Heat novel Chapter 63

Edward guided me into the room before closing the large wooden doors behind us and locking it. I should be feeling scared to be locked in and alone with Edward in this unfamiliar room but surprisingly, I feel quite at ease and a little excited. The room was dark and cold except for some moonlight streaming in from a few windows. This room must be huge…

Edward left my side momentarily and soon the lights were on. The lights stung my eyes a little as my eyes adjusted to the light after being in the dark for so long. What I saw before my eyes surprised me to say the least. I wasn’t sure what to expect, probably a bleak and empty room that hasn’t been used for more than ten years. What I saw was a room frozen in time…almost literally.

If someone told me that a high school student was living here up until yesterday, I would believe them without any question. The room was clean but all signs of the owner of this room was still present and untouched. High school books, paper, pens and other writing materials scattered on the wooden desk. High school uniform bundled on the unmade bed. A high school uniform jacket laid on the back of the chair. Posters from bands popular from around ten plus years ago on the walls. Photograph in frames. Electronic gadgets from back in the days such as CD players and CDs scattered all over the coffee table. Thick science and mathematics textbooks in large piles on the floor stacked up against the wall. Sport uniforms, equipment and shoes spread on the floor along with a large sport bag. Magazines scattered on the black leather sofa…

“This…is your room?” I turned to ask Edward curiously.

“Technically, this was my bedroom. I lived here in this mansion and this wing belonged to me up until around high school,” Edward replied without providing much detail.

“Why did you bring me here?” I asked. There must be some reason why he brought me here. The walk here was long, and we exposed ourselves to so much risk of being caught. I can’t imagine he would bring me here just to show me the room he used to live in.

“Why don’t I tell you a little story…” Edward whispered in my ear, and I felt goosebumps on my skin at the mysterious sound of his voice.

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“Come over here…” Edward beckoned to me as he sat on the bed.