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FIONA. I knew the marriage registration would take time. So I nervously got into my boss's car after he carefully opened the door for me to sit in the front seat. This was the first time I would ride with my boss. His tobacco scent surrounded me like a blanket, and I gulped heavily. Once he shut the car door, Mr. Carson walked around to the other side and sat in the driver's seat. "Are you sure you agree to this contract marriage, Fiona? I will have my lawyer draft the contract. Once we divorce, I will settle you with a 20% shares from my company. I believe by then, the Carson Group will have grown more than it has now," he said. My cheeks flushed as I listened to Mr. Carson's voice. The naive me nodded, avoiding his eyes. "I agree, sir. Even if it's to be your wife on paper for only two years, I want to be with you." "Mmm." Mr. Carson pursed his lips. I peered at his face. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he looked away. "Remember the rules, Fiona. No love attached. You should g

(Fiona's POV) Seeing my moody state, Rowan cleared his throat and apologized. "I am sorry about the call, but you know that I love Sage very much. I just had to explain to her what our marriage is all about. You don't have to get mad at me because of it." I nodded, even though what I wanted to do was yell at him and tell him that I don't want to hear about Sage. I pressed my lips and looked away as Rowan started the car. My stomach grumbled, as I hadn't eaten, and he drove away from the bureau of marriage affairs and navigated his way along the road. "Where are you taking me? I am famished," I asked him weakly, avoiding his gaze. "Oh. That's right. We should stop at a nearby restaurant for our breakfast. I also want to stop at a jewelry store to get the rings for our marriage, so that my grandpa won't think that we are only faking it to claim his wealth," Rowan said softly, his gaze on the road as he navigated his steering wheel towards the nearest restaurant in the city. "But it

(Fiona's POV) "Dad, I cannot marry Josh. He is a womanizer, and I already accepted to marry my boss. Please, let me handle this. I will explain to you and Mom when I am home to get my bag," I said. "Fiona," Dad said, his voice laced with disappointment. "Your mother and I brought you up in a Christian way, and this is how you chose to embarrass us—by secretly hooking up with your boss?" "Dad, I am sorry. I know you and Mom will object. If I had an idea or remembered that you wanted me to meet with Josh Edwards, I wouldn't have accepted my boss's proposal," I said, my voice broken as I saw Rowan walking out of the jewelry store. He walked up to his car to meet me. "I want to see your boss. He has to come and see us and ask for your hand in marriage accordingly. My daughter isn't going to secretly marry any man. I will not support or accept it. Get home quickly," Dad stated, his voice thunderous as he ended the call on me. My father had never yelled at me like that before. I wiped o

Fiona's POV "Fiona, I agree with your mother. You cannot marry your boss and get a divorce after two years. There's no way he won't touch you. What sort of marriage is that? Do you know abortion is a sin? Do you want to destroy your life for money? Where are your manners?" Dad asked, his voice cold as he clearly did not support my short-term marriage to Rowan. "Dad, Mom, I already agreed to help my boss. We're already married, and I can't back out now. I'll get the divorce, and I won't commit any abortion. You and Mom can trust me. I'll be careful with my boss. He doesn't love me. It's only a mutual agreement to help him inherit his grandfather's wealth," I explained, needing my parents' approval. Mom drew a deep breath, and Dad exhaled too. Sunny and Max walked into the living room. Max was 24, while Sunny was 26. Rowan was older than both of them, as he was 28. "Fiona, is this what you want?" Sunny asked, his voice calm as his eyes met my gaze. "Yes. I want to help my boss."

Fiona's POV When we stepped into the corridor and arrived in front of the huge black door, Rowan paused and unlocked it for me. "Fiona, this is your room. It's next to mine. Or would you like to share a room with me? After all, you are my legal wife," Rowan asked as he pushed the door open and glanced back at me. "No. I want my own room. I can't be comfortable sharing a room with a man I don't love," I replied with a smirk, and Rowan scowled. "Fiona, are your parents for real that you're still a virgin? I find that hard to believe," Rowan said shamelessly, and I turned away from him. "I can't answer that." I tried to enter the room, but Rowan caught my arm and pulled me closer. "I need to know so I'll know how to handle you in bed." "What?" My cheeks flushed again. "Sir, we shouldn't have sex," I replied, feeling my heart throb faster at his closeness. "Why? Are you scared I'll find out you lied and you're not a virgin?" Rowan said, his brows furrowed deeply as he peered at m