When we arrived to Knight's estate, I gasped as I saw the most magnificent huge mansion I had ever seen in my life.
Knight's Estate was a large estate in one of Yorkshire's most picturesque areas.
After all, it's Aaron Knight's lavender-scented mansion. The aroma brings out the delicate purple tone of the walls, which in the early light reminds me of spring forget-me-nots. I never wanted to live in a large house, preferring instead to live in a cosy and inviting environment. It's the ideal place for needs, as well as what many people dream about.
But I'll miss my old place.
It's my "cottage," as I like to refer to it. The old was a stage for my new works, fresh paintings daubed on beautiful squares of canvass, in the sky, adorned with everything rustic. Until you give it your personality, leave your stamp, and communicate what is essential to you, space is simply space.
But I have to wait for this marriage contract to expire, and until then, I have to live with him; just thinking about him gives me a peculiar feeling, which is quite nice.
The mansion is surrounded by security guards.
When they heard us approaching, they opened a big mansion doorway.
"Wow, this is heaven," I remarked to Fhil, wiggling my fingers instinctively.
"Truly it is, you enjoy this home," Fhil remarked.
When the car comes to a halt, a man in his forties who appears to be the gatekeeper opens the gate for me and bends down slightly.
"Welcome madam, I'm Collins, your bodyguard and personal driver for the time being; we're delighted to have you," says Collins. He smiled and said to me.
"Thank you Collins," I say, smiling. "Please call me Eternity," I say.
"Eternity, I'm going to go now because you need to relax, but I promise I'll show up to see you, I promise," Fhil stated with a lovely grin.
I bit my lower lip as I said, "OK."
He throws his arms around me and reaches for his car.
The mansion's front door then opened.
It was a stunning, fantastic space. My skin is tingling.
His living room is well-designed, with large glass walls around the staircase and majestic white colour draperies, as well as a marble floor adorned with richly patterned carpets.
"Good afternoon Mrs. Knight mam," said a lady in her late 40s as she welcomed me with a pleasant grin.
"Good afternoon," I answered with a smile, "and please refer to me as Eternity." I'm aware of my plucking skin.
"My name is Amy, and I work here as a maid with fifty other maids; we all reside in the servant quarters of the mansion," she said. "Please come, have lunch, and then I will show you your room; you need to relax, and then I will give you a tour of this Mansion," she added.
"Yeah," I said, nodding to her and shifting my gaze across the room.
I'm exhausted and need to get some rest.
Now, I'm in a poor way these days because I have too much on my plate. First, I married Aaron Knight, the richest billionaire in the world, my'so-called,' husband, who doesn't even look at me once, he despises me that much.
I despise him because he pushed me to marry him, which is why I despise him so much.
"But Amy, I'm not hungry; I just need to sleep," I said her as my sight wandered across the living room to a huge, expensive-looking couch.
To be honest, I don't have much of an appetite after this marriage.
"No, no, sweetie, at the very least eat a bit. You'll enjoy my cuisine, I'm sure "She persisted, a puppy expression on her face.
I can't refuse her; if I do, she will be disappointed.
I offer her a friendly nod.
We walk into the kitchen and I look about without actually seeing anything. My muscles are frozen, and I have a knot in my stomach. It is one of the most opulent and elegant kitchens I have ever seen.
"Wow, Amy, this kitchen is incredible," I said, my pupils dilated as I gazed at the stunning work of art in front of me.
Amy remarked, "With a smile," she added.
"I'm glad you enjoy it; please go to the dining room, and I'll bring you your lunch. A second turn will take you to the dining area "she expressed herself.
I plead, "Let me assist you."
"No, no mam," she responded abruptly, "I'll do it for you; you don't have to cook."
"Please do not refer to me as mam; instead, refer to me as Eternity,"  I told her that I dislike being addressed as Mam or Mrs. Knight.
"OK, Eternity," she did apologize.
I give a nod and walk into the dining room.
I was again taken aback when I saw how lovely and classy the dining room looked.

I sat in one of the dining table's seats, thinking of Eliot, my high school sweetheart and first love, whom I loved with all my heart.
I miss My Eliot so terribly because of how we used to eat together, how he used to feed me with such affection, but that awful and dark occurrence alters everything.
Then Amy arrives with Hominy Grits Deep-Dish Pizza, which smells very delicious.
When she saw my response, she grinned and placed the tray on my table.
After taking one mouthful, I began to devour it.
"Wow Amy, this is really good, I adore it,"  I told her that after eating her great cuisine, my mood brightened.
Amy said to me, "I'm delighted you like it."
After I completed my meal, I went for a walk.
"Come, sweetie, I'll show you your room," Amy said. "Please freshen up and relax dear."
Then Amy and I proceeded up the great steps. As we were heading down the corridor, she came to a halt in front of a door and opened it.
This is the most stunning and lovely bedroom I have ever seen in my life, I said.
"Wow," I said as I gazed around the room.
I take a few steps around the room, enjoying it.
Following that, I noticed a door in my new bedroom. It was there when I opened it.
My clothing, gowns, and shoes are carefully put around it in my walk-in closet; not only my things, but also another expensive-looking lovely dress, bags, and shoes I saw here.
"This is all for your eternity, Mr. Knight's personal outfit designer planned everything for you,"
I gave a nod. I'm at a loss for words. Clothing, as well as other items such as purses and jewellery, are not my favourites.
"I have to go now," Amy said to me, "so freshen up and phone me if you need anything."
I quickly removed my bridal gown and changed into my yellow oversized sweatshirt and shorts.
I stepped from the closet and leaped into the plush bed; I was in desperate need of sleep to clear my head.