Betrayal Behind The Contract

was infused with the clean, chilly smell of new ink. As he scrawled a few notes with a pen, Lucas sat behind his magnificent desk, his piercing gra

we hadn't spent the whole previous evening discussing a contract marriage-something th

oss from him. I gripped the chair's borders with my fingertips, but I kept my anxi

ption but

n the harsh light of his workplace, the glossy cover with his company's emblem shined. The knowledge that I was

out clearly." "Once you sign the documents, we may co

omething that was not mine. I shouldn't have married someone I didn't even know well.

make the trade o

fingertips. A brief but genuine moment of uncertainty flashed across my

terms?" Lucas's words pierced my mi

not in my throat

here's no going back. You're making a personal and legal commitment to this. I will fulfill

. There was nothing else I could afford to think about. My mom's condition was becoming worse. I had a mountain of bil

the desk. I sealed my destiny by signing my name sil

as soon as I was done. There was something there-a glint, a glim

ision," he stated in a qui

I had made a mi

as had previously planned every aspect of the wedding without my input since everything moved so quickly. As the quiet between us

port's presence was wh

all I needed to know from the cold expression in her eyes. She was Lucas's fi

d words every time they met, and I could see it in that. Her displea

son that I couldn't identify. She was too flawless, too polished. It felt like a silk-wrapped b

ng here," as if we were alone, even though we weren't.

I respond? She was correct. I had no place

's illness had become worse. Surgery was being discussed by the physicians, but it

my pulse raced in my chest. Lucas had pledged to pay my mother's expenses so that I would have the money for the operation, but there was something

closed my eyes, but the w

a tap on the door that I

nd. At this hour, w

r what I saw when

of me, leaning against the doorframe

part of the perfect little wife." But Sophia, don't deceive your

humping in my chest, and my thoughts were racing. Why ha

your mom? Lucas seems like the answer to your prayers. However, allow me to provide a little caution. For effe

ft me standing there, motionle

n on me, and my heart was thumping in my chest. What

tly, was I alread

f Cha