I never imagined I would be sitting in front of the man I hated the most—
signing a marriage contract.
His eyes were cold, sharp, emotionless.
Just like that day he ruined my life.
"Read it carefully," he said, sliding the papers toward me.
"No love. No expectations. One year only."
My hands were shaking, but I had no choice.
My mother's hospital bills were due.
And he knew that.
"You will be my wife in front of the world," he continued,
"but nothing more than that."
I looked up at him, forcing myself to meet his gaze.
"You think money can buy everything?"
A small smile appeared on his lips.
"No," he replied calmly,
"but it can buy you."
Those words hurt more than I expected.
I signed the contract.
At that moment, I didn't know—
this fake marriage would become the most dangerous chapter of my life.
And there was no turning back…