Chapter 13:

Trisha’s P.O.V:

An old sensation of fear and anger gripped my heart. I wasn’t going to deal with this again! Man and King, I accept them both and if it meant my heart skipping a beat every time I disobeyed an order or every time I found that he could have insecurities like any normal male, then so be it. No matter who spoke to me, it would always be Damien, my Damien. And that Damien was now looking at me with doubt written all over his face. It felt like he wanted to tell me something but couldn’t.

Well, I wasn’t going to let those insecurities taint...