The office had been a storm for weeks—files, leads, encrypted accounts, endless coffee cups. But today, the storm felt different. Today, I would step into the eye of it. Damon Vale waited in his private penthouse, tall, composed, the city lights stretching beneath him like a sea of stars. When he turned to me, his expression was unreadable—but the weight in his eyes matched mine. “So,” he said, voice low and precise, “about this… arrangement.” I perched on the edge of the leather chair, folder clutched in my lap, heart hammering against reason. “We’ve discussed it with Charlotte. Six months. Contract marriage. Legal, binding, but temporary. Just enough to stabilize your public image while I gather the necessary evidence.” He nodded slowly, gaze drifting to the skyline. “Six months. I can live with that. As long as we understand—strictly professional. Nothing beyond the contract.” I forced a tight nod, though my stomach twisted. “Understood.” The pause stretched, heavy wi
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