_____Damian's POV
She signed.
I had expected relief - perhaps triumph - something clean and simple. Instead, the moment her pen left the paper, a tightness formed in my chest, as if I had just sealed my own fate along with hers.
'This is necessary for my revenge and for the sake of…finding the truth.'
I repeated that to myself again and again.
A legal bond was the only way to protect her without exposing my hand. A public relationship would shield her from the wolves waiting to tear her apart. And if she ever needed a shield strong enough to stand against them all, I wanted to be the one holding it.
That was all. That was the logic.
Then why did I feel… unsteady?
Jenna Lorance looked at the contract with furrowed brows and parted lips, completely unaware of how dangerously breathtaking she was in that moment - determined and fragile all at once. She looked so much like my own Jenna that I felt butterflies in my stomach just looking at her.
