Dion POV
My phone vibrated, signaling that I had a message.
"Did you send Maria on any missions?" Matthew inquired.
"No," I said quickly. Matthew always asks questions about Maria, I knitted my brows. Is there something wrong, or are there things going on behind my back that they don't care about?
"Who texted you?" Stella of his inquisitiveness.
"None of your business, lady," I said flatly. Why should I respect her when I know all she wants in return for marrying me?
"Gray, I'm your wife! You should just tell me everything!" she screams, caressing her stomach. She's pregnant, but we both know I'm not the father. I don't want to hit or hurt him because it could be part of what he's carrying.
"You're not sure our marriage is real, Stella; everything can be fake," I smirked as I walke
