Cassidy's POV
When I asked Dante to be my contract husband for a year, I did not plan for anything romantic, more so s****l. But after the official wedding, it kind of nullifies the contract and makes our marriage grounded.
Dante is a modern and improved version of a Greek god, I knew it would be hard to resist him. That's why I planned to have us sign the papers and go our separate ways until duty calls. Who knew we would be going on a honeymoon in Bali after one hell of a dramatic wedding?
I hold my head with a grimace.
"What's wrong?" Dante asks in concern.
"It's just a headache," I complain. Next thing, he bends down and removes my shoes. Then he takes off my veil and folds it away neatly.
"Come, rest your head," he says and taps on his lap.
At first, I hesitate, but he ge
