𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄.

❛𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆,❜ 𝓼𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧 murmured, two fingers tilting her chin moving to drag slow over her bottom lip.

𝒋𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐲𝐧 tried to glare through her lashes-tried to keep her pride in front-but her breath caught and her lips parted anyway when his thumb traced the corner of her mouth, slow... possessive... like he was fixing her.

❛𝒕𝒖 𝒆𝒔 𝒂̀ 𝒎𝒐𝐢,❜ he whispered, lips grazing her ear, the French slipping out rougher than his control.

Her hands fisted in his shirt, pulling him closer like her body had decided before her mind could.

He smirked against her mouth. ❛𝒃𝐨𝐧 𝒇𝐢𝐥𝐥𝒆.❜

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Jordyn Gauthier never wanted her father's world.

But when the estranged billionaire dies, he leaves her more than grief-he leaves her 𝟒𝟐% of a crumbling empire, a mountain of debt, and enemies she didn't know had her name on a list.

The only way to stop bankruptcy?

A merger with the rival firm.

The rival CEO has one condition:

Marriage.

Sébastien Moreau is cold, calculated, and built like a warning;schedule-driven, sharp-tongued, and dangerously unreadable. He calls it strategy. A temporary contract. A public performance for investors.

But Jordyn learns fast:
The clause isn't just marriage.
It's curfews. cohabitation. rules. surveillance.
And the sickest part?

He didn't choose her because of the company.
He chose her specifically.

Now she's living in his penthouse, smiling for cameras, playing wife in rooms full of sharks-while his touch starts feeling less like PR and more like ownership.

And when the world gets too close...

Sébastien doesn't just protect her.

He claims her.

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔