The rain poured heavily against the tall glass windows of the luxurious office.
Amara tightened her grip on her worn handbag as she sat across the large marble desk. Everything in the room screamed wealth the expensive furniture, the city lights glowing behind the man seated in front of her.
Alexander Knight.
The youngest billionaire in the country.
And the man who had just offered her the most unbelievable deal of her life.
Amara swallowed nervously.
"You want me to… marry you?"
Alexander leaned back in his chair, his expression calm and unreadable.
"It's a contract marriage," he said coldly. "Six months. After that, we go our separate ways."
Her heart pounded loudly in her chest.
Marriage?
To a stranger?
But the amount written on the contract sitting in front of her made her head spin.
Five hundred thousand dollars.
Enough to pay her mother's hospital bills.
Enough to save her family from losing their home.
"Why me?" she asked quietly.
Alexander's dark eyes studied her carefully.
"Because you're perfect," he said. "You're unknown, you have no connections to my business world, and you need the money."
His words stung, but they were true.
Amara looked down at the contract again.
Six months of pretending to be his wife.
Six months living in the same mansion as one of the most powerful men in the city.
Six months of fake love.
What could possibly go wrong?
Alexander pushed a pen across the desk toward her.
"Sign it."
Amara hesitated for only a second before picking up the pen.
Little did she know…
Signing that contract would change her life forever.