Chapter 7. In the Lion’s Den

Tiara POV

If there was ever a time to get freaking out of my mind, then this was definitely it.

I didn’t even feel it when my mouth literally dropped open and my hand simply clutched on to the contract I had already taken out of my purse. I would not give him the chance. Suddenly, I threw the piece of paper that seemed so useless in his face.

“So, this is it, huh? A deprivation of liberty contract? Of slavery?” I burst out in a gasp.

“If you want to call it that, then I have nothing against it. So be it!”

?I was already shooting flames out of my nostrils like an angry dragon. I almost wanted to laugh at the comparison, but I kept my posture.?

There was that faint smile curling his face again as he turned away, resting one arm on the back of the chair overly intimately, and bent his head again. I literally wanted to strangle him. “But actually, it is a contract marriage, love. I thought your father told you about it.”?

As soon as he said that