38 A KISS. A DEMON. A REQUEST.

She had shut him up; he couldn’t believe it. He glanced at her as she slept like one who had no care in the world. “Is my acting that bad? Can people tell we aren’t married because of me?” he asked. More questions filled his mind, but he had no answer to them and going to Paul for advice didn’t seem like a good idea now that he was filling his mind with the nonsense he saw on TV. Although he didn't want to, he knew he’d have to ask him for help. He let out a deep sigh. “Perhaps I’ll have to invest my time in learning how to be a good fake husband,” he muttered as he pulled up in front of his house, a deep frown on his face. One thing is for sure though, I didn’t pick the wrong person for the job. If he wanted to, he could have destroyed the Monroes himself, but he had been waiting till they were big enough so their downfall would be much worse and meaningful. If he wanted to, he could bring them down himself, but with Anna, he could destroy them from the inside out and make th