Chapter 9: Mating Night II

Damian's POV

We walked to the room that had been specially prepared for us. Tradition demanded that we consummate our marriage on the first night, but I had no intention of keeping to that tradition. I was not going to touch Olivia, not until she was ready and comfortable with me.

The glow of candlelight greeted us as we walked into the room, casting a warm auburn color on everything it touched.. The air was thick with the rich scent of flowers, providing a serene atmosphere that resembled that of a garden.

The bed was adorned with a cascade of delicate rose petals, their deep red contrasting beautifully with the soft, cream-colored linens. The petals formed a path from the door to the bed, as though inviting us into its softness.

Tall, elegant candles were placed strategically around the room, their soft flames flickering in the low light, adding a sense of intimacy. They filled the room with a subtle fragrance—something sweet, yet with a deeper, more alluring undertone. The heavy