Fake Mates Till Forever
A flicker of hope ignited in my chest, but it was quickly extinguished by the coldness in his next words.
"But in exchange," Santos murmured, his voice turning dark and transactional, "you will sign a contract. You won't just be my fake fiancée in public. For the duration of this lie, you will be my personal servant, at my beck and call twenty-four hours a day. And most importantly..."
He pulled back, a sadistic smirk playing on his lips.
"Since the world thinks you are mine, you will bear my mark. Not a permanent mating bite, but a brand on your neck that tells every wolf in this country that you are the property of the Midnight Eclipse. You will be my pet, Leah. Do we have a deal?"
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