Mr. Ceo Wants Me

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e last two years of fashion school, survival. I didn't have time to worry about t

e being poor for the rest of my life. My younger brother depended on me to keep

, the kind that felt sharp against your skin, and I cursed myself for forgetting my scarf. My phone buzzed in my p

n. Contact Your

My heart pounded as I stared at the message. That wasn't right. I'd been careful. I swiped op

k as I scanned through the transactions. All of them were foreign, random withdra

ed windows gleaming under the pale morning sun. My first instinct was to back away, but before I coul

m said, his voice sharp and

t know who you are

pulling me toward the car. I screamed, my sketchpad clattering to the ground as I struggled

do anything!" I shout

ed as the car peeled away from the curb. Panic clawed at my throat. I had

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ky. The two men escorted me through a private entrance, bypassing the lobby entirely. My pulse quicken

-to-ceiling windows overlooked the city skyline, and the air smelled faintly of leather

who had built an empire from the ground up. But the photos in magazines didn't do him justice. In person, he was i

his voice low

"What is this?

ed. "You know w

ephan, refusing to let him see how terrified I was. He leaned back in his c

hacked into my accounts," he sa

, utterly confuse

his tone icy. "I don't toler

don't even know what you're tal

eady? Dawn Hemlocks, twenty-one years old, fashion design student. Dead father, single mother. A brother you're practically

!" I cried, my voice bre

through the room like a blade. "Do you

answer. What could I say? That I was sorry for someth

e said, his tone softening slightly. "No, I'm not interested in your matchmaking attempts. I d

xpression. "You're lucky," he said, his voice suddenly calm. "I was a

ked. "

e you a deal. Marry me. For one year. Play the p

What?" I whispered, m

. A contract marriage. Do what I say, and when it's over, you'll walk away alive, with enou

real. It couldn't be real. But the cold look

ice cracked.

that sent shivers down my spi