The Billionaire's Contract, the Ex's Funeral
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I've been with Nathaniel for five years. We were supposed to announce our wedding date next month.
Then he brought his "fragile" intern Lily to a Halloween escape room. When she drew the punishment straw — ten minutes in a freezing water tank — he swapped it with mine in the dark.
I have claustrophobia. I just had surgery. He knew. He didn't care.
I nearly drowned while he held her and wiped her tears through the glass.
When I woke up in the hospital, Nathaniel was gone. But Alexander Sterling was standing by my bed — the billionaire who'd been anonymously funding my gallery all along.
He offered me a contract marriage. I accepted.
Now Nathaniel's on his knees begging. But I'm already wearing another man's ring.
Then he brought his "fragile" intern Lily to a Halloween escape room. When she drew the punishment straw — ten minutes in a freezing water tank — he swapped it with mine in the dark.
I have claustrophobia. I just had surgery. He knew. He didn't care.
I nearly drowned while he held her and wiped her tears through the glass.
When I woke up in the hospital, Nathaniel was gone. But Alexander Sterling was standing by my bed — the billionaire who'd been anonymously funding my gallery all along.
He offered me a contract marriage. I accepted.
Now Nathaniel's on his knees begging. But I'm already wearing another man's ring.


















































