(Raiden's POV)
The document is crisp, the ink still fresh. I feel nothing but annoyed as I skim through the clauses of this fake marriage contract.
Three months of marriage. A transactional agreement.
No emotions, no commitment involved.
Just an exchangeb — her presence for my public image, my money for her cooperation.
How has it come to this?
Thinking back to Siena’s behavior a few days ago, it’s hard not to wonder if she’s changed.
Or is it hope?
A ridiculous thought, really.
Siena has always been the same—an insufferable, attention-seeking woman. The way she smiled so easily at the reporters, the way she didn’t so much as flinch when Lila made her accusations.
That was all something she had never shown in front of me before.
It was different.
My wolf, Horace, stirs.
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