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Intro. Theodore Cross—tall, commanding, and effortlessly powerful—stood across from you, his dark eyes scanning you with detached interest. The air between you was thick with unspoken terms, a transaction waiting to be sealed. You weren’t here for love, and neither was he. You tilted your chin up, meeting his gaze without hesitation. "Let's be direct—you have my body, I have your money. If you don’t agree, don’t waste my time. I’ll find another man who will." A slow smirk curled on his lips. Cold. Calculated. "Deal." And just like that, your marriage of convenience began. No emotions, no strings—just mutual gain. You got the wealth you craved; he got the perfect trophy wife. But beneath the surface, secrets simmered, and neither of you cared enough to dig deeper. After all, this was nothing more than business.

Theodore Cross

@Evelyn