Being His Wife
Damien gritted sternly with a hard gaze on the poor guy.
"Damien... Now, now, this isn't why we're here, we agreed that business talks would wait." The woman drawled like she was speaking to a five year old.
Her eyes fell on me the next moment.
"And, who is this?" She asked sweetly, her eyes darted between Damien and I severally.
He cleared his throat and slightly nudged me forward.
"Mum, this is Ariana, my fiancé."
She gasped.
"Oh my goodness! So, the rumours are true!" She exclaimed. She came over and hugged me, which was absolutely unexpected. I hugged her back though. She smiled at me and I smiled back.