Money for love

ession. As a corporate lawyer, she was known for her razor-sharp mind and unyielding tenacity. But today, as she sat behind her cluttered desk, the weight of impending failure pressed hea

ive mahogany desk sat Alexander Knight, his piercing blue eyes focused intently on a stack of documents. As Emma stepped into the room, he looked up, and their eyes met. For a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath. Alexander Knight was every bit as intimidating as his reputation suggested. Tall and broad-shouldered, he exuded an aura of control and confidence. His chiseled features were framed by dark hair, neatly styled, and his sharp suit spoke of impeccable taste. "Ms. Lawson, thank you for coming on such short notice," he said, his voice smooth and commanding. "Mr. Knight," Emma replied, forcing herself to maintain eye contact. "Your invitation was... unexpected." He gestured to a leather chair opposite his desk. "Please, have a seat." Emma took the offered seat, crossing her legs and clasping her hands in her lap. She could feel his gaze appraising her, weighing her worth. "I'll get straight to the point," he said, leaning back in his chair. "I've been following the situation with Lawson Industries closely." Emma's heart sank. Of course he had. Alexander Knight was known for his predatory instincts in the business world. He could smell weakness from miles away. "I'm aware that your family's company is in a precarious position," he continued. "I believe we can help each other." She raised an eyebrow, skepticism etched on her face. "And how exactly would that work?" A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips, a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "I propose a mutually beneficial arrangement. Knight Enterprises will provide the financial support needed to rescue Lawson Industries from bankruptcy." Emma's mind raced. This was too good to be true. "And in return?" she asked, her voice cautious. "In return," he said, leaning forward, "you will agree to a contract marriage with me." The words hung in the air, absurd and impossible. Emma's eyes widened in shock. "A contract marriage? You can't be serious." Alexander's expression remained impassive. "I assure you, I am very serious. This arrangement will benefit us both. You'll save your family's business, and I will gain a fiancée, which is essential for securing a critical business deal." Emma's thoughts whirled. A fake marriage to Alexander Knight? It was madness. And yet, the prospect of saving her family's business was tantalizing. She couldn't let it slip away. "Why me?" she asked, needing to understand his motives. "Because," he said, his gaze unwavering, "you are intelligent, capable, and unconnected to my world. You have no ulterior motives, and I believe you can handle the pressures that come with this arrangement." Emma took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. "And what about your motives, Mr. Knight? Why do you need a fake fiancée?" He hesitated for a moment, then answered, "There is a merger on the horizon, one that is crucial for the expansion of Knight Enterprises. The board is insistent that I present a more... settled image. A fiancée would help solidify the deal." Emma c