"So, Miss Grey," he said, his voice low and smooth, like silk. "I understand you're in a bit of a financial bind. I'm willing to offer you a way out, but it comes with a price."
I hesitated, torn between my morals and my desperation. But as I looked into his eyes, I saw something there, a glimmer of... interest? Amusement? I couldn't quite tell. contract marriage with the devil billionaire
Mr. Blackwood leaned back in his chair, a sly smile spreading across his face. "I thought you'd be. But let me make one thing clear: I'm not a patient man. I want a wife, and I want her now. If you're not willing to take the deal, then I'm afraid we'll have to... discuss other options." "So, Miss Grey," he said, his voice low
"I'm not sure I'm comfortable with this," I said, trying to stall. But as I looked into his eyes, I