The CEO's Untamed Contract Bride
if it was a wife the will demanded, then it was a wife I would produce.
Vivienne Hartley. The fire in her eyes, the way she resisted me, the way she stood her ground even when I made it impossible. She wasn’t pliant. She wasn’t desperate. She wasn’t easy. And that made her perfect to bend until there was nothing left but submission.
I could see it already. Her pride would scream, but survival would whisper louder. Just like it had this morning. She would fight, but the more she fought, the more satisfying her fall would be.