Married to ice:Spoiled by the Billionaire

Isabella Hart If someone had told me I’d be fake-engaged to a billionaire by the end of the month, I would’ve laughed… then probably cried. Not because I didn't want a fairytale, but because I'd long stopped believing I deserved one. Life has a twisted sense of humor. One day, you're scraping tips off beer-stained tables, and the next, you're wearing diamonds that could pay off your entire life’s debt, and then some, only they’re not yours, none of it is. Not the ring, not the smile. Not the man who kisses you in front of flashing cameras and looks at you like he feels nothing at all. Damian Blackwood is cold, carved from ice and ambition. He doesn’t feel, doesn’t bend, doesn’t break. But he chose me, not because he loved me… but because I was the most convenient lie he could buy. He said it would be easy. He said it would be clean. He said I wouldn’t fall. I believed him. But now I’m looking into his eyes, standing beneath the glitter of a thousand chandeliers, wearing the mask of a fiancée, and the lie is starting to feel dangerously real. Because behind every contract is a secret. And behind every kiss… is a war waiting to explode.