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I failed to recognize such because I was overwhelmed by his sudden disturbance and the mention of marriage. “Sit.” My brows furrowed. Why does he order me around like I am a dog? I snorted and took a seat on the couch. He dragged the envelope nearer in my direction before crossing his arms over his chest. “This is a contract about our marriage. Read it.” I don’t have a choice but to do it so I read the entire contract. It was a normal marriage contract aside from its expiration. In two to three years, the contract will expire as well as our bond as a husband and wife will be nullified as what the contract implies.

The conversation flowed as naturally as the clouds outside, in stark contrast to the forced exchanges with my "husband." I knew Drex was observing us, discreetly stealing glances when he thought I wouldn't notice. However, Jasper's presence beside me remained unwavering, and he continued to engage me in genuine conversation. I had quietly breached the contract that bound Drex and me, making a choice that was meant to alleviate the interminable tension between us.

The novel has 52 chapters including the prologue and epilogue. I closed my laptop before I walk out of my room, I look at Janine and Shia who are eating their chips while they are watching. “Oh, hi!” Janine greeted me when she noticed me. “You didn’t tell me that you’re going here,” I say, I sit beside her. “Is it required?” she asks, I laugh, “I’m watching with my friend, I don’t want to talk to anyone,” she added before she look at the TV again. Shia looked at Janine.

“I-I want to start from the basics. If this is about a contract to be your lover, that means a couple, right? You and me? What kind of couple?” “Haven’t you ever been in a relationship before?” Irina flinched, choosing to avert her gaze. Even so, I knew her ears had heard what I was about to say. “First, here’s the contract between us. Read it,” I demanded, handing her the sheet of paper. “Bratva Contract Lover!” She began spelling out the big title, paused, and then spoke again. “First Party, The Pakhan.” She looked at me, and I nodded in response.

Nana I couldn’t stay lying down a second longer. My body was screaming for a closer connection, something more than just his hands. I sat up, my skin glistening with oil, and reached out to grab the front of his uniform. I pulled him toward me, my mouth finding his, and I started sucking on his lips with a desperate, messy hunger. Conan let out a low, muffled groan into my mouth, his hands instantly finding my waist to steady me. He took my kiss as the final invitation he had been waiting for. He broke the kiss, his breath hitching, and his head dropped down to my chest.

**Lust's Asylum: Twisted Confessions** **Host’s Introduction** Welcome back... Some contracts are signed with ink. The most dangerous ones are signed with flesh and soul. Tonight’s confession is about a desperate young woman who entered a fake marriage with a dangerous mafia heir… only to discover the contract demanded something very real: her body, her womb, and her complete surrender. This one is dark, possessive, and brutally breeding-heavy. Here is the confession of “The Contract Wife.”