Contracted: My One-Night Stand Happened to be My Professor
Dark RomanceContemporaryFirst-Person POVDominantGoodgirlBadboyContract MarriageAge Gap
So here's the thing about bad decisions.
They usually start with a broken heart and a glass of whiskey.
My boyfriend cheated. I got drunk. I found a gorgeous stranger at the bar and asked him to take me home.
One night. No names. No strings.
Until I walked into my first class and found out he's my professor.
Alexander Morreti is cold, impossibly rich, and completely off-limits.
Now he wants me to be his fake wife. A contract. One year. Money to save my grandmother.
Rules? Separate rooms. No attachments. Keep it professional.
I've never been good at professional.
Living with him is dangerous. His eyes, his voice, his body—I remember all of it. And when we finally stop pretending, the heat is terrifying.
His family hates me. His mother has chosen a better bride. And everyone thinks I'm a gold digger.
But when they try to buy me off, I don't take the money.
And Alexander...
Alexander looks at his father and says, "If you want her gone, you'll lose me too. I'll walk away from everything. I don't want your company. I want her."
That's when I knew.
This isn't just a contract anymore.
This is real.
This is reckless.
This is ours.
And if you think a story about a fake marriage and a forbidden professor can't be sexy...
You clearly haven't met Alexander Morreti.
I dare you to read this.
I double dare you not to fall in love with him.