I hate her

Chapter Fifteen – I hate her.

What was going on? Arya stabbed at the fish in her plate, she glanced at Damien who was on his laptop, sitting at the end of the room, then looked back at her fish.

She really wanted to talk about the marriage contract. It wasn’t very specific but she assumed they’d create more terms when he returned from China but he hadn’t spoken of it.

He made her sleep in the same bed, but far from her. Made her eat with him and kept her clothes in the same wardrobe with his. Like they were a freaking real couple!

So far, he had been nice and soft with her and she couldn’t deny he looked hot while scolding his sister for being mean to her. However, they were just acting, only it felt like he wasn’t.

“Not a fan of fish?” Damien asked, seeing she wasn’t eating. She took a bite and swallowed.

“No, I’m good.” She replied, exhaling afterwards. She wasn’t a fan of fish actually, chicken was better.

He tried to remember something Anna had said about her sister and fish