[Mature Content] [Dark Themes]
Catherine Lane had the perfect job in Midnight City, secretary to Ares King, the impenetrable billionaire bachelor, infamously known as the devil CEO.

To the outside world, Catherine's life was nothing short of flawless, but in reality, she struggles with debts on the verge of ruining her life. To avoid harassment, she decides to quit and get the cut that comes with it.

As if that wasn't enough, her long-term boyfriend cheated on her, claiming she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her.

Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straws when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue.

"Become my wife for one year."

"Why me, Mr. King?"

"Because we work, Ms. Lane.”

The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be?

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"I think that's all..." My heart throbbed as I grabbed my pen. Here comes the hard part.

"You're forgetting something, Ms Lane."

"Hmm?"

"We haven't looked over the special clauses."

Special Clauses? Shit! I forgot about that.

"The next page."

I flipped the paper.

Number one: The wife should under no circumstances fall for the husband. Should the wife breach this clause, all compensation shall be nullified and revoked.

"Unfortunately, changes can't be made to that clause."

I scoffed. Does he actually think I'd fall for him?

"Understood. Emotional attachments should be prohibited."

"This, Ms. Lane, is why I said we work."

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A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

UserQQ Reply To UserOO: Hater! I think she looks beautiful!


I smiled, scrolling through more, and trust me, the negative ones really outdid the positive. I did my best not to dwell too long on the comments, because with every scroll, I was running hot and cold, with my mind spinning already.


The wedding photo and the gala pictures were plastered on all platforms, and thankfully, there were no leaks about my private life, where I'm from, or past relationships. Perfect.


I closed the internet and went to my contact list, clicked on Devil Boss, and began typing.


Me: So the plan for a wedding photo was to get our faces plastered all over the internet. Really, a leak? How original.


I eyed my message with a frown before I cleared it off. That doesn't sound right, so I typed again.


Me: Saw the wedding photo, and I think that alone can convince the public. Some may think you actually can't get enough of me, but we need to step up our game.


Chapter 46 - The Perfect Size