Aria proposed to him with a marriage contract.
She sold her soul to the devil and vowed to protect him.
Aria extended her hand and gave him the contract.
[Let’s get divorced in 10 years…]
The young duke took the contract from her hand.
“So, where should I stamp the seal?”
* * *
“You said you’d divorce me within 10 years.”
The now grown-up villain leaned in, hovering his head before he kissed her tenderly over her crown.
“Now that we’re adults, we should sign another contract as adults”