Amber’s POV

Peter carried me into the bedroom with brisk strides and gently placed me on the bed.

I lay on the soft, spacious bed, gazing into Peter's deepening desire-filled eyes.

Our gazes became locked, and our breaths grew heavier.

I nervously swallowed, restraining the fear in my heart, silently reminding myself.

"This is my marriage, my responsibility."

But no matter how I reminded myself, I, who had never even had a boyfriend, was still trembling with nervousness.

Fortunately, ...