I glared at Zayn, my eyes filled with disgust. This contract marriage was the last thing I wanted, and the fact that I had to marry him made it even worse but I had no option than to do it for my dad's company but he is making it look like a big deal. I never like hum, and I never would but was just trying to make us being good terms othwr than stepping on each other's toes always.
"Look, Zayn, let's get one thing straight," I said firmly. "I don't like you, and I never will. I don't care about you so because I made a statement hoping we should just be cool with each other doesn't mean I like you"I cleared the air and Zayn raised an eyebrow, unfazed by my harsh words.
"That's fine, Madison. I don't like you either. But we're stuck in this contract marriage, so we might as well make the
