Damien's POV
It slapped right hard for her to refuse me straight away like that. Damnit, it wounded my ego. The one sane thing I considered I wanted to do was break things, and the insane one is to capture her against that wall and f**k the hell out of her for her refusal.
My insides bubbled with deep arousal. God, why am I so attracted to this Lady Anaya when I know it could put me into so much trouble?
I rubbed my face and swallowed the hurt I felt when she just refused to go with me to the gala. Why was it necessary for her to refuse me? I thought she would have jumped on the idea.
But she keeps on repeating the betrothal thing. I don’t do well with emotions, but I think she is avoiding me as Elena’s soon-to-be husband. How else do I need to make her understand that none of that is
