••• Victoria’s POV •••
“There you are, V.”
I looked up from the book I was reading and saw Damien striding toward me with a folder. I knew he had been busy, so I hadn’t contacted him unless there was anything important.
Smiling, I put the book on the table. “You’re back early,” I said as he bent down and kissed my head.
"I have something to give you." He offered me the folder he had bought with him.
“What’s this?” I eyed it suspiciously. Who knew what he would give me? I didn't want to accept anything from him anymore. I was already filled with guilt from how much his mother had splurged for me. But whatever it was I thought it would be, his answer couldn't be something further than what my mind had conjured up.
“That’s the transfer agreement,” he said with a smile, loo
