Chapter Thirty-Five

I showed Damien the text that I had gotten when he was done with work later that evening, texting him to ask what to do and if it was true from the kidnapper’s side this time as I had been tricked one too many times.

He took my hand and guided me to the guestroom, where he could speak without having to fear that he would be heard.

“I’ve decided that we should have a small wedding with just family and some friends before you go ahead with this once again,” he suggested, pulling me into confusion.

“Why hurry? What difference would it make?” I asked.

“I have a group of people employed to protect my family, and my family alone. They wouldn’t consider your mother one if something were to happen to her and I needed them to help her. She has a higher chance of being protected when she’s seen as a member of my family,” he explained.

I didn’t know who the people were, but if they were working for him, why couldn’t they follow his orders and protect any