I was fired for telling the truth.My mother’s hospital bill is $8,420.And I have 48 hours to pay it — or they let her die.I have no one. No money. No options.Then Damien Wolfe calls me.Billionaire. Cold. Ruthless.The man who owns half of Los Angeles.He doesn’t want love.He wants a wife. For one year. No feelings. No questions.He’ll pay the bill.He’ll save my mother.All I have to do… is sell myself to him.I said yes.But I didn’t know the contract came with rules.And I didn’t know Damien Wolfe doesn’t play fair.He said it was just business.He said I would never matter to him.So why does he look at me like he already owns me?