"What's the next step?" Belinda looked at him with confusion in her eyes. She was in awe of this charming man. Her heart fluttered.

  "You dumb blonde, it's sex, " Duke said as he smiled at her. He didn't give her the time to let the words sink in and kissed her on the lips.

  Belinda, of course, knew what the wedding night would entail, but did not expect everything to happen so soon. She did not expect him to be so straightforward about it. Panicking, she looked back at him with wide eyes.

  Duke was not in a rush. He caressed her first and eased her into the feeling. As he knew, Belinda never wore a bra after her baths. Duke moved his hands under her lingerie and stroked her body, arousing her.

  Belinda breathed hard as she slowly closed her eyes. She responded to his zeal, kissing him back fervently. She bloomed as she matched his every movement. His obvious desire was like successive tidal waves that ambushed her each time. They lost themselves in each other.

  Outside, the river Nile rippled in earnest. As their passions grew, the stars outside the window twinkled brightly. It was the beginning of a journey of deep, soul-binding love.

  People loved dawn because it stood for hope and indicated the beginning of the day. The night had exhausted Duke and Belinda. The couple was still asleep when the first rays of the sun peeked through the opening in the curtains.

  Belinda was the first one to open her eyes. The excitement of traveling this enchanting country was still present on her mind. However, as she gazed at the beautiful face of the man lying beside her, she found herself not wanting to move her eyes away. Her heart was so dominated by his thoughts that there was no room for anything else. That was how love worked. Everything else in the world, no matter how fancy, seemed ordinary in comparison to the person one loved.

  She could not imagine surviving if Duke ever left her. Belinda decided she would always value and cherish their relationship. She would treat every single day with him as the last day of her life.

  There were shrines all over Egypt, as famous as the pyramid

  Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

  To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

  "As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

  She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

  Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

  inda looked at him in confusion. She frowned, wanting to know why he thought so.

  "You are alive now. Why would I make guesses about something that hasn't even happened?" Duke smirked at her. It was said that Cleopatra was the mistress of all the poets and hostess to all the revelers of the world. The Romans hated her because she almost turned Rome into a province of Egypt. The Egyptians praised her as a warrior for sustaining twenty-two years of peace in the small country. However, all of her achievements had nothing to do with Duke. So he was not intrigued by her at all.

  For a moment, Belinda was at loss for words. She didn't know how to respond. What Duke said indeed made sense. There was no way they could predict the future. But he still hadn't answered her question. Belinda had fallen for his trick to avoid the question.

  "Fine. I don't want to argue with you over this topic." Belinda smiled at him indulgently. There was a long way ahead of them. As Duke said, there was no need for her to waste energy on a woman she had nothing to do with. Whether Cleopatra was a sexy siren who lived beside the Nile River or even a snake, she didn't care anymore.

  Duke watched her as she smiled. She was so beautiful. For him, Belinda was his Cleopatra for whom he would give up everything. He was sure her smile could beat everything in the world, even Cleopatra. Belinda was the Goddess in his life.