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CHAPTER 10: THE PERFORMANCE

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The stylists arrived at four in the afternoon.

They worked in near silence, transforming me piece by piece. Hair swept into an elegant twist. Makeup is soft but precise enough to look expensive under camera flashes. The black gown settled over my skin like liquid night. When Margot fastened the diamond earrings and stepped back, she gave a single nod of approval.

“You look like you belong to him,” she said.

I didn’t correct her.

At six-thirty I stood in the living room, waiting. The heels made
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  • CONTRACTED TO THE COLD CEO   CHAPTER 10: THE PERFORMANCE

    The stylists arrived at four in the afternoon.They worked in near silence, transforming me piece by piece. Hair swept into an elegant twist. Makeup is soft but precise enough to look expensive under camera flashes. The black gown settled over my skin like liquid night. When Margot fastened the diamond earrings and stepped back, she gave a single nod of approval.“You look like you belong to him,” she said.I didn’t correct her.At six-thirty I stood in the living room, waiting. The heels made me taller. The gown made me feel both powerful and exposed. I kept my hands still so the rings wouldn’t tremble.The elevator chimed at 6:42.Damien stepped out in a black tuxedo that looked as if it had been cut from the dark itself. He stopped when he saw me. His eyes moved over the gown, the earrings, the way the fabric followed the line of my body. For a fraction of a second something unguarded flickered across his face, surprise, or perhaps an assessment that went deeper than usual.Then th

  • CONTRACTED TO THE COLD CEO   CHAPTER 9: THE NIGHT BEFORE

    Thursday passed in a strange, suspended quiet.I woke early, as I had every morning since moving in, and found the penthouse empty again. Damien had already left for the office. Rosa served breakfast without conversation. The gown hung in the closet like a promise I wasn’t ready to keep. The diamond earrings waited on the nightstand beside the rings I now wore even when I slept.I tried to fill the hours. I called Lila and listened to her talk about classes and a boy she liked, carefully avoiding any real questions about my new life. I spoke to the hospital and confirmed Dad’s pre-surgery schedule. I even attempted to read a book I found on one of the living-room shelves, but the words refused to stay in my head.Every time I looked at the clock, Friday crept closer.In the afternoon Rosa appeared with a small black box and a note written in Damien’s sharp handwriting.“Wear these tomorrow night. Do not remove them until we return.”Inside were a pair of black heels so delicate they

  • CONTRACTED TO THE COLD CEO   CHAPTER 8: THE FITTING

    The stylist arrived at exactly four.Her name was Margot. She was tall, silver-haired, and spoke in short, precise sentences. She didn’t ask how I was. She simply unzipped the garment bag and ordered me to change.The gown was black and heavy in the most deliberate way. Soft fabric that clung and then fell. A low back. A high slit that made me feel exposed even before anyone else saw it. When Margot finished adjusting the final seam, she stepped back and nodded once.“Turn.”I turned.She circled me slowly. “Mr. Voss chose well. The cut makes you look expensive.”I didn’t know whether that was a compliment.While she worked, Rosa entered with a small black box. Inside were diamond earrings that matched the ring on my finger. Margot fastened them without asking. The cold metal against my skin made me flinch.“Friday night you will not touch your hair or your face once we are done with you,” Margot said. “You will walk in on Mr. Voss’s arm, smile when the cameras require it, and speak o

  • CONTRACTED TO THE COLD CEO   CHAPTER 7: WHITE WALLS AND DIAMOND RINGS

    The private car stopped in front of the hospital at 10:03 a.m.I sat in the back seat for a full minute after the driver opened the door, staring at the familiar glass entrance. The last time I walked through those doors, I was terrified and broke. Today I wore a cream coat that cost more than my old monthly rent and a diamond that caught the morning light every time I moved my hand.Rosa had insisted on the coat. “Mr. Voss prefers you look composed in public,” she had said. I didn’t argue.Inside, the difference was immediate. The nurse at the desk recognized my name and smiled too politely. “Mrs. Voss, right this way. Your father was moved to the executive wing yesterday.”Executive wing. Even the hospital had a hierarchy.Dad’s new room was quiet and flooded with soft light. He looked smaller than I remembered against the white sheets, but the machines around him were newer and quieter. When he turned his head and saw me, his tired eyes widened.“Ava.” His voice was rough. “You l

  • CONTRACTED TO THE COLD CEO   CHAPTER 6: FIFTEEN MINUTES

    The interview was scheduled for eleven the next morning.I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw headlines and strangers’ comments calling me a gold digger. When the sky finally lightened, I gave up and sat by the window with a cup of tea I didn’t drink.Rosa appeared at nine with a makeup artist and a stylist. They worked in silence, transforming me into someone who looked like she belonged on Damien Voss’s arm. Soft makeup. Hair in elegant waves. A cream blouse and tailored black trousers that fit too perfectly. When they finished, I stared at the mirror and felt like a stranger was staring back.At ten-forty, the elevator chimed.Damien stepped out in a charcoal suit, already looking like he had won three arguments before breakfast. He stopped when he saw me. His eyes moved from my hair to the rings on my finger, then back to my face.“Acceptable,” he said.That was the closest thing to a compliment I had received.The magazine team arrived five minutes later. Two people

  • CONTRACTED TO THE COLD CEO   CHAPTER 5: PUBLIC PROPERTY

    The announcement dropped at 9:17 a.m.I was sitting at the kitchen island with a cup of coffee that had gone cold when my phone started lighting up like a warning signal. First one message. Then five. Then too many to count.“Unknown: Is it true you’re married to Damien Voss?”“Unknown: How long have you been together? ““Unknown:Any comments on the sudden marriage?”I locked the screen without answering.Rosa appeared quietly and placed a tablet in front of me. The headline was already everywhere.“Voss Empire CEO Marries in Private Ceremony” Damien Voss, the notoriously private billionaire, has confirmed his marriage to Ava Reed. Details of the relationship remain scarce.A single photo was attached, one I didn’t even remember being taken. Damien and I were standing near the elevators in the lobby of Voss Tower. His hand rested lightly on the small of my back. I was looking straight ahead, expression carefully blank. The caption called me his “new wife.”I felt sick.My phone rang

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