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Chapter 7: The Contract

Author: Ammy gold
last update publish date: 2026-06-02 07:00:13
The office felt like an actual freezer. I sat rigidly in the heavy leather chair, trying my hardest not to shiver. The sponsors standing in front of us looked like they wanted to wring our necks. They wore expensive suits that smelled like sharp cologne and pure anger.

"Three months," the lead sponsor barked, his voice firm and completely empty of sympathy. "You two need to work together as a couple. Lovers. Until the European Championships are over. If there is one single fight, or one more l
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