Rhoda's POV
Fear, anger and desperation.
That was all I saw in Lucian's eyes. He didn't want me to sign. He didn't want to end this contract.
But I knew deep down it wasn't because of me.
It was the company
Or could I be wrong?
“Should I give you a pen, dear?” Dad asked, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips.
I swallowed hard and glanced at the document spread before me.
My hands itched to take the pen and put an end to this arrangement, this so-called marriage that had only ever been a contract.
Yet, something held me back, maybe the way Lucian tensed beside me, his fingers clenching against his thigh, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard.
“I will sign this later, Dad,” I said, finally keeping my voice calm. “But for now, can you kindly excuse us? I'd love to dis
