Frederick Anthony hated Cynthia Moore and fired her that morning, in the Night fate brought her to him. she sold her one night to him, for $50,000, because her mother was sick and she needed money to clear off the hospital Bill. After the Night, he demanded to buy her six months with the sum of $1 Million ....

The eviction notice was in my hand when his Range Rover blocked My path. "Amara Okafor?" the driver asked. window rolling down. I clutched my bag tighter. it was 9pm. I was coming back from my second job at the restaurant, and my landlord had just pasted the red paper on my door. 3 months rent. #450,000. or get out by Friday. who's asking?" I said. the door opened. A man stepped out. Tall. Black suit. No tie. like he owned the whole street and was just passing through. Damian Black. I'd seen his face on billboard in Port Harcourt. CEO of BlackTech. Net worth in the billions. "Mr. Black want's to hire you." the driver said. "for 30 days ." I laughed. it came out bitter. "for what? To clean his mansion? because I'm already late for my cleaning job." the man. Damian. finally spoke. his voice was low cold. "To be my Girlfriend." I stared at him. " sorry?" my family is forcing me to settle down." he said like he was discussing the weather." I need someone presentable. someone desperate enough not to ask questions. #2 million for. 30 days. contract." #2 million. that was 4 times rent, that was my mom's hospital bill, that was freedom. my heart was pounding but I kept my face blank. "what's the catch?" "No kissing. No sex. No falling in love." he pulled out a folder. sign tonight. we start tomorrow at my mother's birthday dinner." I looked at the eviction notice in my hand. then at him. i was out of options. "fine." I whispered." I accept I didn't know that signing my Name would be the easiest part. the hardest part would be walking away after 30 days. chapter 2 loading....