(Damian)
I turned and walked to my room. Then shut the door behind me. Locked it. Out of habit. Out of instinct.
My shirt came off first. Then the rest. I stepped into the shower, turned the water on hot, and let it burn. I liked it that way. I needed to feel it.
The water hit my back and slid down my chest, but all I could think about was her.
Alina.
She was here. In my house. In my space. Safe. Protected and mine.
She didn't know that I had investigated Jason and Chelsea and I knew that they were dirty.
Jason took out the life insurance on Alina, but he could only get the money if they were married and she was dead. That was the rule. The policy said so. Maybe it was to stop fraud. Maybe it was to make it harder to fake things. He wanted to marry her for the money. That was clear
