Pregnant with My Enemy's Child

“Whether tonight’s wedding night is properly consummated depends on you. You’ll have to stir my heart.” Faced with his cold declaration that there would be no first night unless she seduced him, Clodel stood neither vulgar nor desperate, but proud and serene, like a saint offering mercy. Suppressing the desire seeping into him, Kaian finally asked the bride whose name he had never even cared to know: “What is your name?”