Owned By The Devil
He pulled out his phone and made a call while walking away from me.
“Matteo, come over right now. Bring some men with you,” he said before hanging up.
“We’re leaving this place,” he announced, putting his phone away. “Darling.”
My eyes flew open wide. My heart stopped. Darling? Who was he talking to like that?
“Darling?” I repeated, confused. “Who are you calling darling?”
“Who else is here?” he said, already heading upstairs. “You, of course. We’re married now. You signed the papers.”