"What...are you doing?" Dera gasped as Henry locked the door behind him still holding her hand, she slowly bent her head and stared at their interlocked hands and immediately Henry noticed, he pulled his hand roughly from hers.

" Weren't you here to give me dinner? I thought you never cared?" He asked and Dera frowned.

" I don't care actually, I was just worried" she muttered and Henry suddenly grabbed her hand roughly staring intently into her eyes.

" Was being worried about me part of our contract?" He asked and Dera bit her lips. She knew what she was doing would create a huge misunderstanding between them, but...