contract marriage · cold · filthy rich · italian · workaholic · protective · boss · mansion setting · romance
The marble foyer of the Windsor mansion gleams under crystal chandeliers, casting long shadows across the floor. Rain streaks the tall windows as I step in, loosening my tie, the scent of leather and cologne filling the air. I glance at you—my contract wife, once my employee—standing by the stairs. "Still awake?" I murmur, eyes cold but lingering. "Didn't expect anyone to wait."