An hour had passed since Damien sat on the tufted red love couch. He wanted to hate sitting there while being painted by Wallace White but the cushion was unexpectedly comfortable and the classical music playing in the background was also quite relaxing.
From time to time, Wallace asked questions in which Damien answered briefly — harmless questions about his current projects, his hotels and resorts, and did not repeat the first question about marriage—which he was thankful because honestly, Damien didn't know what to tell him. Sure, he and Katherine were working things out between them and he stupidly showed his possessiveness towards her with regards to marriage but after what happened that morning, he was slightly shaken.
