Nathaniel
The crunch of the granite stones underneath the tires ceased. Aria had a tense expression on her face. Her last visit here ended disastrously. I wouldn’t blame her for her displeasure.
She turns to me. “I don’t think they will be pleased you actually married your personal assistant.”
“I got married to Aria Vale, not my personal assistant.” I corrected her; she appeared flustered.
“You know what I’m saying; it might be hard to prove our marriage is real.”
“There are legal papers.”
“Well, real in the actual sense, not just on paper. We can’t let them figure out you got married to me to escape your father's request to leave the country.”
“My father requested it following the pressure of Adrian and his mother; it wasn’t legally a concern. It is easier to overturn it since
