Todos os capítulos de Signed, Sealed, Seduced?: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 25

LEON I didn’t sleep that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Tiffany, not the woman everyone else saw, but my Tiffany. The woman who laughed too loudly when she was genuinely happy, the woman who pretended she wasn’t scared whenever things went wrong, the woman who would rather struggle in silence than admit she needed help. She had always been strong, and that was exactly why Damian’s arrangement bothered me so much. He had found her at her weakest point, her company was struggling, her debts were piling up, and then he appeared with an offer that could solve everything.Marriage. It was too convenient, too perfect, and too suspicious. I couldn’t believe Tiffany had simply accepted it, unless she hadn’t had a choice, that thought kept me awake. By morning, I had made another decision, I needed to be closer to her, not obviously, I couldn’t let her know what I was thinking. If I suddenly started behaving differently, she would notice, Tiffany noticed everythi

DAMIAN The next day, I changed three times, I wasn’t going to admit that to anyone, certainly not Ethan. But if I was meeting one of Tiffany’s closest male friends the day before our wedding, I wasn’t showing up looking ordinary. I wanted to look like her fiancé, not simply some man she’d agreed to marry. I chose a perfectly fitted charcoal suit, white shirt, with a dark tie, my watch, and a subtle amount of cologne, nothing excessive, but just enough. I looked at myself in the mirror, I felt ridiculous. I was preparing for a meeting like it was a boardroom negotiation, except this wasn’t a boardroom. It was Tiffany, and apparently Leon. I adjusted my cufflinks.“Get a grip,” I muttered.***** Tiffany was already waiting when I arrived. She smiled when she saw me, and just like that, all my irritation disappeared. She looked beautiful, of course she did. She was wearing a simple dress that hugged her figure in exactly the right places, her hair framed her face, an

TIFFANY The reception was beautiful, everything about it screamed Ashford, elegant decorations, crystal chandeliers, an enormous ballroom, flowers everywhere, champagne flowing, and guests dressed in designer clothes. I stood beside Damian and watched people congratulate us, I still couldn’t believe this was my life, at one point, I leaned toward him.“Your family went overboard.”He smiled. “This is considered modest.”I stared at him. “Modest?”“Yes.”“You have a very strange definition of modest.”He laughed. “You’ll get used to it.”I looked around. “I don’t think I ever will.”He leaned closer. “You will.” His voice dropped. “Especially once you see where you’re living.”I frowned. “What does that mean?”“You’ll find out.”“Damian.”He smiled. “Patience.”***** After hours of photographs, speeches, dancing, and endless congratulations, the reception finally began winding down, we said our goodbyes, then Damian took my hand.“Ready?”I nodded. “Where are we going?”“Home