Contracted to the Ruthless Billionaire Who Never Loved Me

The rain was falling heavily that evening, soaking the streets and turning everything cold and grey. She stood outside the hospital building, her hands trembling as she held the medical report tightly against her chest. Her eyes scanned the words again and again, as if reading them repeatedly could change the truth. “Emergency surgery required… patient condition worsening…” Her mother was dying. And she had no money. No family. No one to turn to. She swallowed hard as tears blurred her vision. Every option she had tried had failed. Loans were denied. Friends had disappeared. Even begging had brought her nothing but humiliation. Then her phone rang. A nurse’s voice came through urgently. “If you don’t make payment soon, we cannot continue treatment.” Her heart dropped. That was when she saw the black car stop in front of her. A sleek, expensive Rolls-Royce. The kind of car people like her never got close to. The door opened. And he stepped out. Time froze. She recognized him instantly. The man from her past. The man who destroyed everything her family had built. Tall. Cold. Powerful. His presence alone made the air feel heavier. His eyes met hers. And there was no surprise in them. Only recognition… and something darker. “Still alive?” he asked calmly. Her fingers curled tightly around the paper in her hand. “I need help,” she whispered, forcing the words out. He looked at her like she was nothing more than a memory he wished to forget. “Everything comes with a price,” he said slowly. Her voice shook. “I’ll do anything.” That was the moment everything changed. Because for the first time… he smiled. And it was not kind. It was dangerous. “Then marry me.”