Chiara
I found myself nodding even without intending to. There was something about his aura and voice that forced me to comply.
He was different, utterly different from what I believed in and stood for, but then he could give me something I needed, something the Gallo’s weren’t willing to, so maybe divorce wasn’t really an option.
He finally released my wrist, which he had been gripping tightly, then picked up a document before handing it to me.
“You’ll be signing this. Regarding the terms and conditions… you’ll just have to act blind to it; it doesn’t matter. I’ll have it sorted. You only have to spend a year with me,” he muttered.
I took the document, then flipped through the pages while scanning it with my eyes. He instructed that I act blind to the conditions, but that was exactly
