Damon
Since the night of the charity ball, where Charlotte rejected me, my head was a mess. I cannot focus on my work. Good thing Ruarc was competent enough to handle the recruitment of supernatural.
I rubbed my palms on my face and I mentally groaned with all the stress around me. The pressure that the prince bought to me, by his plans. The continued rivalry between my company and Knight Industries. And Charlotte. My beautiful Charlotte.
She rejected me. She flat out rejected me. And to top it all, she said she was not my wife. I'm sure that woman has a lot of explaining to do. She knows something. And I want to know what it is that she knows.
Aside from my intense curiosity, I wanted her. I can't explain it, but I want her with me. I want to protect her. Love her.
An idea came to my
