Chapter 8. First Round

Tiara POV

My air supply ran out. There was no way to escape this situation. There was only one way, and that was by signing.

My face grew hot.?

“What? Have you been spying on me?”

He didn’t understand why I would ask such a question, and there was just the slightest hint of astonishment on his face.?

“What did you think? Of course, I did,” he replied. “I should know the kind of person I will be marrying if we are to be married, don’t you think?”

Oh, my dear God! What else was he aware of? What did he withhold from me? And just when I wanted to answer him a few. “Of course, I would give you all the time in the universe to work on your paintings. Also, no more seeing your boring friends, and you would have to move in with me and act like a proper wife,” he concluded with a grin on his face.?

My chest tightened. He had the audacity to plan my life to suit himself. My social circle was small, but varied. And I had a great time with them. This ma