__________Damian's Pov
Jenna's hand slipped into mine the second we stepped out of the car, and I knew—without a doubt—that every camera turned toward us in that moment.
'Hmm, I do not like these cameras, but I will put up with them for the sake of my revenge…'
It was for the sake of my revenge, and not because Jenna wanted them to be around. That was what I convinced myself to think.
My partner was beside me, and I wanted every single person in that venue—Rose, Karl, the reporters, and every useless parasite in this city—to understand that she was with me.
Under my protection. Under my shadow. Under my name.
That she was mine in every way that mattered.
And they would be wise to remember that.
Jenna adjusted her dress, unaware of the daggers I was glaring at the people staring at her too long.
Some were stunned. Some were fascinated. Some were jealous.
And some… looked at her with interest.
That was a mistake on their part.
