Chapter 2: The Agreement
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I didn’t sleep that night.
His words kept echoing in my head.
“One year. You get paid.”
By morning, my decision was already made—even if my heart refused to accept it.
I showed up at the address he had given me, my palms sweating as I stared at the massive gate in front of me. This wasn’t just wealth… it was power.
Before I could knock, the gate slowly opened.
He was expecting me.
I stepped inside, trying not to look as nervous as I felt. The house—no, mansion—was breathtaking. Marble floors, glass walls, silence that screamed money.
And then I saw him.
Seated like a king in the living room, dressed in black, calm… unreadable.
“You came,” he said, like he already knew I would.
“I need to know everything first,” I replied, forcing confidence into my voice.
A slight smile touched his lips. “Good. Sit.”
A file was pushed toward me.
“Read.”
My hands trembled slightly as I opened it.
CONTRACT MARRIAGE AGREEMENT
Duration: One year
Payment: Enough to change your life
Rule 1: No falling in love
Rule 2: No questions about my personal life
Rule 3: You must act as my real wife in public
My throat went dry.
“This is insane,” I whispered.
“It’s simple,” he corrected. “You need money. I need a wife.”
I looked up at him. “And after one year?”
“We walk away like strangers.”
Something about that hurt more than it should.
“And if I break the rules?” I asked.
His eyes darkened.
“Then you’ll regret ever meeting me.”
Silence filled the room.
This was crazy.
Dangerous.
But I had nothing left to lose.
I picked up the pen.
“Say my name first,” I said quietly.
He leaned closer, his presence overwhelming.
“Adrian Knight.”
The name sent a strange chill down my spine.
I signed.
And just like that…
My life was no longer mine.
- Writer
