Laura’s Point of View.
After a long day of exhausting shopping, I finally arrived back home. Shaking my head, I removed my boots and entered the bedroom. We’d just gotten back from the mall, but Damian went straight to his office.
I let out a sigh and sank onto the mattress. I caught myself staring at the painting on the wall. It was a portrait of Damian. He looked dashing in the portrait.
Is it possible for someone to be so perfect? Does that make any sense?
My brow furrowed as I remembered the event for tomorrow, and my gaze was drawn to the calendar on the shelf.
I laughed at myself. I’m certain Portia and Cordelia will compete to be the first to congratulate me. That has become their habit ever since. From being the best female warrior in the pack to being assigned the task of ke
