Ayesha hadn't eaten properly all day.
Sitting quietly in her small rented apartment, she stared out the window. Her eyes were tired, but deep inside, she held onto a strange hope—because she knew something was about to change.
Suddenly, her phone rang.
"Hello?" she answered, her voice slightly shaking.
A deep, cold, confident male voice spoke from the other side—
"Miss Ayesha, this is Arman Khan. I'd like to talk about your father's debt."
Her heart skipped a beat.
Her father was in the hospital, and the debt kept increasing every single day. She knew this call could change her life.
"What… do you want?" she asked softly.
There was a brief silence.
Then Arman said—
"I will pay all your debts… but on one condition."
Her hands trembled.
"What condition?"
"You have to marry me."
The room fell completely silent.
Ayesha couldn't believe what she just heard.
Was this a joke? Or the biggest opportunity of her life?
"Marriage?" she whispered.
Arman's voice remained calm—
"Yes. But it will be a contract marriage. Only for one year. After that, we go our separate ways."
A thousand questions rushed through her mind.
Why would a billionaire want to marry her?
What was he hiding?
But then she thought of her father…
She had no other choice.
"Okay…" she said slowly.
Arman replied with just one word—
"Good. Be at my office tomorrow at 10 AM."
The call ended.
Ayesha held her phone tightly.
She didn't know if she was making the right decision or the biggest mistake of her life…
But one thing was certain—
This decision was going to change everything.
And she had no idea…
that this "contract marriage" would drag her into a world
she could never escape from.