Hunter’s POV:
My heart takes a decrease in monstrous beatings, happy she signed the contract and she’s my wife now.
The contracts are placed next to each other, one up and the other with the back, and the pen is on the one with the back, having her writing on it as it should be a blank page.
She’s left me a note on the back of the second copy.
I take it and read it.
‘I’ve signed the fucking contracts…. Don’t know why, as I’m confused over everything…. I barely know you. But don’t get confused, kid. It’s more for the sleeping on you part than for what you’re thinking, and don’t you fucking smirk.’
I’m smirking, yes. Ha-ha!
My baby snake has admitted she loves me by signing the marriage contract…. At least I have some good news, too, in all this fucking madness….
‘I said we’ve got a conflict of interests…. Anyways. Read carefully what’s next and stamp it to your psychopath mind.’