Adrian made it official.
At a charity gala, he took Amaya's hand and introduced her as his wife—his partner. The crowd whispered, eyes sharp with judgment and envy.
Amaya smiled on cue, but inside she trembled. This wasn't just a performance. Every time Adrian's hand tightened on hers, she felt the line between real and fake blur.
Later, in the quiet of the limo, she turned to him. "Why put me in the spotlight?"
His eyes softened. "Because if the world knows you're mine, Marcus can't touch you."
Her chest tightened. She wanted to believe it was protection, not possession. But in Adrian's world, was there really a difference