Semua Bab Hired To Be His - The Billionaire's Crazy Bride: Bab 11 - Bab 13

“No Strings... Right?” ANNA’S P.O.V I stood frozen. He looked at me. I looked at him. The priest's voice still hung in the air like smoke. "You may kiss the bride." Liam didn’t move. Neither did I. Not out of fear—out of the cold, awkward understanding that this wasn’t love. This was business. A performance. A lie wrapped in white silk. His brows lifted slightly, a wordless question. Was I going to play my part? I hesitated—only a second—but it felt longer than the ceremony itself. Then, I forced a smile, leaned in, and brushed my lips against his cheek. Quick. Light. Done. A polite round of applause followed. A few camera flashes. One guest even whispered, “Classy.” Liam’s jaw tightened just slightly as he turned toward the crowd, his hand sliding off my waist like it burned him. The moment passed. We are married now. A fake wife. A fake life. For three months. And yet, somehow, as he laced his fingers with mine and led me down the aisle in front of hundreds of people,

{The First Night Disaster} ANNA'S P.O.V The ride home was awkward. Not the normal awkward. The kind where two people sat in the same car but had completely different wars running through their minds. I stared out the window. Claire's face kept replaying in my head. That smile. That look. The way she said: "Of course you are." Like she knew something I didn't. Like she thought I wouldn't last. Honestly? Maybe she was right. Three months. Just three months. Then I'd disappear from Liam's life forever. So why did that thought suddenly make me feel strange? I shook it off immediately. Nope. No feelings. No attachments. Just money. Just a contract. That's all. Right? "Stop frowning." I looked over. Liam was driving. His eyes remained fixed on the road. "What?" "You're frowning." "I wasn't." "You were." "Mind your business." "You're my wife." I nearly choked. His lips twitched slightly. Wait... Was he teasing me? Impossible. The man probably didn't k