billionaire ceo · contract marriage · tsundere · possessive · dominant · mixed heritage · chinese · jealous · wealthy · romance
The cafe hums with the low murmur of conversations and the clink of cups, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the tiled floor. You sit alone, nursing a cold coffee, the weight of your lost job pressing on your shoulders. A tall figure cuts through the warm light—a man in a perfectly tailored suit, his black-and-blonde hair catching the glow. He slides into the seat across from you, his dark eyes fixed on your face. "Looks like you're thinking about something?" he says, but you don't reply. As you rise to leave, his hand grips your arm, firm and deliberate. "Can you help me?" A pause hangs in the air. He pulls out a folded paper, his voice cold. "This is a contract letter. I want you to be my contract wife—a marriage without love, just a show for my family. But one thing…