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"You've been thinking about your wife." I turned so quickly that he actually laughed harder. "Contracted wife," I corrected. I had told him about the deal with her. He was my right-hand man and my Beta, and he needed to know. And especially if my plan was going to unfold smoothly. "Still a wife." "A temporary one." "Still married." I rubbed my forehead. "I regret allowing you into this office." "I know." "And yet you keep coming." "You'd miss me." "I sincerely wouldn't."

The only other headache the boss was having now was his temporary wife. The boss seemed to have fallen in love with a woman for the first time in his life. And unfortunately, it was a woman he did not want and a pregnant woman for that matter. Worst still, he did not even know that he was in love with the woman. Though his wife, but the marriage was on temporary basis. When he had rested enough, he opened his eyes and try to start work. In just few weeks, the work load was already overwhelming. How about if he had stayed out longer?

*MALIYAH* "No, no, no! I can't..." It's not in the contract! It's not what I expected! I kept struggling to get him away from me, but he wouldn't let me go. I just climbed off the bed and he held my ankles and wouldn't let go no matter how much I kicked him. He grabbed my hand and pressed me against his body. His erection prodded my buttocks. “Can you feel it? Feel how nice I can make you feel.”He growled. I don't want to feel this, I just agreed to be his temporary fake wife, I'm not a whore!

Christian whispered, looking deep into her eyes and Mishka knitted her perfectly arched eyebrows in confusion. “Keep yourself out of it, Mishka. This is my first and last warning. You are my temporary wife for a year. Always remember that!!” Christian spat and Mishka looked down sadly. But the next moment, she looked up at him with her twinkling eyes, and with her arm snaked around his shoulder, she pulled him close. “Temporary or permanent, I am your wife, and it’s my promise to you that before leaving Knight mansion, I will sort your every fucked up relationship and mark my words. You will call her mama soon. I will make it happen.” Mishka said confidently.

Now, I can put my heart in ease. "Ten," I whispered. "I only have less than ten months to call you my husband. I only have ten months of being your wife. Less than a year of using your surname." I smiled. "At least, I have the chance to be your wife even if it's just temporary."

she whispered, but I heard her, and she get the paper from my hand. "I made that on the day that I offered you, just to my luck. Since you have your terms and conditions that I already put it in there, now you have to consider all of my terms and conditions too regarding this contract marriage. The number one on the contract, once we got married it says there that I will be the one to be in charge. It's not you, but it's me. Especially when my family is there, friends, and Mang Danny, your father--"

"Who are you calling the other woman? Anna is my wife. She was the one I married." Wilson moved to stand by me, his hand finding my shoulder. "Rowena, enough with the drama, okay?" It was a relief to hear him defend me, but the way he scolded Rowena, trying to hold back his anger, it still felt like he was taking sides. Suddenly, he seemed like a stranger to me. Maybe the love we had was just a mirage, nothing more than the sweet phase every couple goes through at the start. "What did you just say?" Rowena was even more shocked by Wilson's declaration than by the slap. Her eyes were huge as she pointed at me, her voice shaking. "You say she's your wife? Then what am I? We're married!"

I ask, stepping slightly to the side so I am no longer hidden behind Caleb's shoulder. The woman lets out a soft, mocking chuckle. "He hasn't told you about me? I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Caleb always did like to bury things he couldn't handle." She looks back at Caleb, her expression softening into something desperate. "I'm Nancy, honey. I'm his wife."

Everytime she closed her eyes, she imagined her mother's voice, the bills piling up, and Romeo's voice saying, "Then we begin tommorow. Tomorrow was now today. At exactly 8am, a knock came at the door. She opened it to find a tall man man in a blacksuit- no expression, no greeting. He handed her a sealed black envelope and walked away without a word. She stared at the evelope like it might explode. Inside was the contract. Temporary Matrimony Agreement- twelve pages of precise, cold languages. Her name was printed on every page, binding her to a world she didn't belong in. "Marriage shall last exactly 365 days." "No physical intimacy unless both parties agree". Violation of discretion will r

----------------------------------------------------------- MARRIAGE CONTRACT AND TERMS OF AGREEMENT **THIS AGREEMENT** is entered into voluntarily and with full legal and mental capacity by and between: 1. **Dev Raichand** (hereinafter referred to as the "First Party") 2. **Divya Mohan** (hereinafter referred to as the "Second Party") **WHEREAS**, both parties have agreed to enter into a temporary matrimonial alliance for a fixed duration under the specific terms, conditions, and restrictions outlined below. 1. Duration of Contract * This marriage contract shall remain in strict legal and practical effect for a period of **one (1) month** from the date of execution.