Contract Love With Alpha
Max’s love, his desire to be with me, wasn’t about duty, obligation, or contract—it was about him wanting me.
I took a deep breath, steadying myself before I spoke. “I—I feel it too,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “I feel the bond. And I... I agree. I want to forget about the wedding contract. I want to be with you, Max. As your partner. Not as someone you’re forced to marry.”
Max’s eyes lit up with something fierce and joyful. Without another word, he reached out, taking my hand in his, gently kissing it as though he were offering me something precious. The gesture, so tender and sincere, made my heart flutter.
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