THREE-YEARS CONTRACT MARRIAGE WITH THE HOT BILLIONAIRE

"Sign the contract, or lose everything."

I stared at the papers that would seal my fate-a three-year marriage to Julian Blackwood, the ruthless billionaire they call the Ice King.

My family didn't ask. They demanded. My father's company was drowning, my stepsister's engagement had exploded, and I was the replacement bride they could sacrifice. Just another transaction.

Julian made it clear on our wedding day: "Don't expect affection. Don't expect companionship. Certainly don't expect love."

He refused to kiss me at the altar. He gave me a bedroom down the hall and told me to stay out of his way. I was Mrs. Blackwood in name only-a contract, a convenience, a means to an end.

I accepted it. I had survived twelve years of abuse in my own home. I could survive three years of indifference in his.

But then Nate, Julian's best friend, showed me kindness, and suddenly my cold husband became possessive. When my sister attacked me, he became protective.

Now the man who promised me nothing is fighting his own father to keep me. The marriage that was supposed to be fake is becoming terrifyingly real and the secrets about my mother's death are threatening to destroy everything.

They said Julian Blackwood destroys everything he touches. What they didn't tell me... is that sometimes destruction is exactly what you need to be reborn.

With a pregnancy involved, how was I going to end this three-year marriage peacefully?