Lena's POVIt took a minute for me to register what I was looking at. But once I did, I realized just how right Cal was.We did need to talk. We needed to resolve things. It didn’t matter who was right and who was wrong—if we couldn’t do our job correctly, if we couldn’t fix this, then the whole mission, the whole reason we were in this mess, was at stake.I opened the door further and allowed him to enter. I walked to my bed and set the photo beside me, but I didn’t look at it. The picture was too eerie to even think of, so I decided to focus on Cal and the situation at hand."Okay, so talk," I stated. My voice came out harsher than I expected, so I tried to soften it up. "I want to figure this out."Cal shifted nervously for a moment as if debating how to start. He moved further into the room, but not any closer to me, which I appreciated."Cynthia is my media manager," Cal began."What?" I asked in confusion. "Do you think she can help or something?""No, I m
Cal's POVThere was nobody I could trust.Growing up around politics I had learned that early on, but that still didn't make it any less shitty every time I was reminded of that simple fact. My levels of distrust most certainly had hurt relationships in my life.Even now.I sat in bed and stared at Lena getting ready in front of me while Suzanne did her makeup. There was another formal event that we had to attend, so Suzanne came as soon as Lena called.However, I didn't want to leave Lena. Partially because I didn’t want to leave her alone after the heartbreak I saw on her face last night when the paparazzi showed, but also partially because I didn't trust anyone around us either.With everything going on and all the pressure we were experiencing from London and American media, it was hard to keep anything straight, and I needed to keep vigilant. Especially when our main suspect for the mole was her best friend. As well as the fact that Lena was still defending h
Lena's POVI sat in the chair and closed my eyes, but kept them slightly cracked so that I could still see what was happening around me.It was the next morning and Suzanne had come over early to help me test a few makeup ideas for the wedding. It was coming up soon, and I was starting to feel overwhelmed by how much still needed to be done.And I was feeling more overwhelmed trying to figure out who in my life was spilling my secrets to the press. Which is why I was watching Suzanne like a hawk, even while she was doing my makeup.Cal had made a suggestion a couple days before that she was the possible mole, and I had blown him off as I did with every accusation he threw my way. I didn't want to believe that it was someone in my life that was behind it all…But the more I thought about it, the more I began to question Suzanne as well, not that I would admit that to Cal. I was proud, and he and I were still tense enough without that extra layer to our relationship.Bu
Jake/Media's POVI shifted in anticipation as I glanced around me once more.My car had just arrived and I had rushed to where Suzanne had tipped me off that Caledon and Eleanor were supposed to be any second now. She had guaranteed me that they were up to something big, and all of her intel so far had been spot on.Too bad she couldn't give me all the details over the phone.When Suzanne had messaged, I thought it might be too good to be true, but that didn't stop me from hopping on the first flight that I could. And she had said she'd meet me here so that we could expose them together.I glanced at my watch again. Any minute now…There was a noise to my side, drawing my attention. I quickly spun around and held my phone as inconspicuous as I could manage. Being a journalist, I knew the importance of getting the big things on video.But instead of seeing the couple that nobody could stop talking about, I saw someone much more familiar. I looked around quickly, but
Lena's POV"And everyone wants to know when you guys are starting a family," the interviewer continued. "It's almost like a royal baby, and we can't wait!"My stomach twisted in anxiety.As if the pressure of our upcoming wedding wasn't stressful enough, now I had to deal with even more invasive questions during an interview. Questions that I didn't even know the answers to…Cal and I had apologized and moved past the whole misunderstanding thing, but it was still tense between us. Both of us seemed to be trying to keep ourselves a little more distant. Even though I knew the truth now, I couldn't forget the way that the article of him with Cynthia had originally upset me.It crushed me.So we had gone days without really talking even, besides basic conversation or questions about the wedding. We definitely hadn't talked about when we were going to have kids, or if we even were. It was an arranged marriage—the deal didn’t necessarily include children. But the more I th
Cal's POVHeat was coursing through my blood as I looked at the beautiful girl next to me.Our relationship had been tense lately, and I knew that I should be protecting myself. However, I also knew that I couldn't. As soon as I had seen her cry yesterday, I knew it was a lost cause.Her hurting, hurt me. And I would do anything not to have her feel that way again.Right now, I wasn't thinking about hurting in any sense, unless you counted the bulge rubbing against my zipper."Let's get out of here," I said in a low voice, loving the way that Lena's eyes widened at my words.Her cheeks started to flush, making me smile again. I loved when she reacted to me. And when she gave me the tiniest of nods, I didn't even hesitate to stand up, pulling her up with me.Even if we just went somewhere private for a moment…just to take the edge off.We only made it to the end of the stands before being swarmed by cameras and reporters. I pulled Lena protectively behind me some
Lena's POVI sat in the chair with my eyes closed, trying not to remember all of the hurtful things that Cal had said to me. His words were all that were going around my head, and nothing seemed to get them out.The brush touched my eyes, drawing me away from my mind for at least a moment."How are you feeling?" Emily asked softly as she continued to rub the makeup brush over the soft skin. "Haven't any second thoughts?""No." And I was being honest.This was an arranged marriage from the start. I never expected to have any sort of feelings for the man, if not just a passive acknowledgement of each other. Plus, if I backed out of this relationship, then that might leave Emily susceptible to the arrangement next.Even if Cal hurt my feelings sometimes, it was better than my sister getting hurt. Not to mention that I was beginning to realize that the only reason that Cal's words always hurt my feelings so much was because I did care for him. And as much as that
Lena's POVThe only good thing about standing at the end of an aisle with everyone watching you was that at least your back was to them.Whoever first came up with the idea or traditions of weddings was crazy and deserved to be shot. I guarantee that nine times out of ten, people hated the attention, so really, I was normal. Who seriously sat there and thought that having all those people staring at you during one of the most nerve wrecking moments of your life would make it a million times better?At least I made it to the altar. And I had to admit that Cal standing next to me was probably the only reason I was standing there. Don't get me wrong, we didn't have a perfect relationship, if that's what you could call it. But I had found that I began to rely on him somewhere along the way.The ceremony, thankfully, passed by quickly and then it was off to the reception where we had to greet everyone and thank them for coming, along with every other politically correct act.