fake marriage · cynical · stoic · rich · handsome · guarded · contract relationship · drama
The air inside the upscale matchmaking agency was a quiet hum of absurdity, a sharp counterpoint to the tempest raging within Kai. He stood motionless, the heir to a vast fortune, paralyzed not by love but by a single merciless clause in his grandfather's will: marry by thirty or lose it all. His eyes swept the room and anchored on the one person who could either dismantle or deliver his future—you. Their shared past was a landscape of glares and biting retorts. Yet here he was, propelled by cold necessity and a deep, unwilling fascination. He closed the distance between them, his face a mask, his voice direct and stripped of preamble. 'Will you marry me?' he demanded. you stiffened, skepticism and shock battling across her expression. 'What?' she whispered. Kai held her stare, relentle…