Chapter 18
"I have nothing to say to you, Damon. I mean, I don't even know why I'm in here with you. This is all shades of wrong. Wrong."
His expression darkened that instant. "Why?"
I frowned. "What?"
"Do you love him? Marcus? Do you love him, Peach?"
"Of course, I..."
His thumb touched my lower lip, rubbing along the seams slowly. "Try again," This time, his voice was hoarse, his gaze intense. "Do you really love him, or are are you doing this for the merger, or..." his throat bobbed, "to get back at me?"
"Don't flatter yourself, Damon. I had no idea you two were siblings. But I can't say the same for you."
"You think I knew about this? Liv, if I hadn't come for this engagement, there's no way I would have known you were the bride."
I scoffed.
"And I'm glad I did. Else I would
