He explained that he needed a wife, a figurehead to help him navigate the complexities of high society. In return, he'd pay off my debts and give me a substantial allowance. But there was a catch: we'd have to be married for at least three years, and I'd have to pretend to be his devoted wife in public.
"So, Miss Grey," he said, his voice low and smooth, like silk. "I understand you're in a bit of a financial bind. I'm willing to offer you a way out, but it comes with a price." contract marriage with the devil billionaire
And with that, I sealed my fate. I was now bound to the Devil Billionaire, married to him in all but name. But as I looked into his eyes, I wondered: what had I just gotten myself into? He explained that he needed a wife, a
As I stepped into the luxurious office, I was greeted by the man himself. Tall, imposing, with piercing eyes that seemed to see right through me. Mr. Blackwood, aka the Devil Billionaire. "So, Miss Grey," he said, his voice low
Mr. Blackwood's smile grew wider. "Excellent. Let's get started, shall we?"
