Last night, he’d been so cold and distant, yet so passionate and desperate at the same time. He couldn’t stop telling me he loved me.
How could he just walk away?
I forced myself to stay calm and used my family’s connections to investigate. It didn’t take long to figure out the truth, and that’s how I ended up at the engagement ceremony.
From his expression, it was obvious Damian wasn’t happy. Was he being forced into this marriage?
“Kiss! Kiss!”
A shout erupted from the crowd, and the fiancée reached for Damian’s hand. He instinctively stepped back, avoiding her.
The woman scowled, her thick lips quivering as she spat angrily, “Did you already forget what you promised me?”
Damian’s face turned pale, but he reluctantly stepped forward.
He was being threatened—I was sure of it!
I couldn’t hold back any longer. Pushing through the crowd, I shouted, “Dam! If something’s wrong, tell me! Don’t force yourself like this!”
All eyes turned toward me.
When Damian saw me, a glimmer of warmth flickered in his cold gaze, but it quickly froze over.
“Who is this bitch?” the fiancée snarled, glaring at me. “You even have a nickname for my fiancé. Who do you think you are?”
I opened my mouth to explain, but Damian cut me off.
Frowning, his sharp brows knitted in frustration as he said, “She’s just a pathetic leech. Get her out of here; she’s not worth your attention.”
A leech?
I could feel the disdain in every gaze that turned my way, judgment dripping from their stares.
Harriet's POV
Right, who would ever take a “clingy leech” seriously?
But I wasn’t one.
Damian and I met during a club activity in college.
I’d just finished practicing my Mixed Martial Arts and was starving, so I sneaked some snacks from my roommate’s stash. When she found out, she teased me and said I had to call her “Master” to make up for it.
It was all harmless fun between roommates, so I didn’t think much of it and actually went along with it, calling her “Master.”
That’s when Damian stepped in, defending me. He said it wasn’t right to pick on someone just because they seemed poor. Then he turned to me and scolded me for taking someone else’s food.
He was the type who loved being the righteous guy, always standing up for what was fair.