The city's skyline glittered beneath the twilight like a sea of stars, their penthouse suite perched high above it all — a world apart, yet tethered tightly to the life Maya and Liam were about to commit to.
The room was quiet except for the soft ticking of an antique clock resting on the oak desk. On the desk lay the leather-bound contract — sleek, cold, and real. Maya's fingers trembled as she reached toward it, the smooth surface catching the fading light.
Liam stood beside her, his eyes dark and steady, reflecting a storm of unspoken promises and fears.
"Are you ready?" His voice was a low caress, a challenge wrapped in warmth.
Maya inhaled deeply. Her gaze flickered toward the floor-to-ceiling windows where the city lights pulsed like a heartbeat, mirroring the rapid drum inside her chest.
She swallowed her doubts and met Liam's eyes."I'm ready."
The pen felt heavy in her hand as she signed the first page. Each stroke was a vow—not just written, but etched deep into the fragile fabric of their lives.
Liam followed, his signature fluid and confident, a silent declaration that this was more than a game — it was a binding truth.
As the last flick of the pen danced across the page, a sudden gust swept through the room, stirring the papers and the curtains, carrying a whisper that sent a chill down Maya's spine.
She glanced toward the mirror in the corner — where Kai's shadow had once flickered.
For a heartbeat, the reflection shimmered. But this time, Maya was ready.
Her fingers tightened around Liam's hand."We're in this — together."
Liam's smile was fierce, possessive, and full of promise."And no ghost, no shadow, will break what we build."
Outside, the city breathed on. Inside, the contract lay sealed — a pact of love, lust, and the dangerous mystery of what the next 100 days would bring.