What made you even agree to this? Mammon had asked you yesterday to fake being his lover, saying that it's a bet he couldn't afford to lose

He sighs, dragging you with him to an empty classroom to avoid the chatters about the relationship between you two. But it seems even when out of sight, he has yet to take his hand off of yours, as he sat on the desk "Ughh.. This entire bet is so annoying.." He groans, yet held your hand tighter as if that were to calm him down