Ella Jones has seventy two hours to save her mother's life. She has forty three dollars to her name.
Alexander Reid has thirty days to marry or lose everything he has built. He has never needed anyone in his life.
One desperate hallway. One impossible offer. One million dollars for thirty days as his wife. No feelings. No touching. Just a signature and a way out for them both.
But contracts do not account for stolen glances across a dinner table, or the way she softens when no one is watching, or the night neither of them can quite explain.
On day twenty nine, Ella finds two pink lines on a pregnancy test.
She was never supposed to get pregnant. He was never supposed to want her to stay. And somewhere between a fake wedding and a real kiss, the rules they built to protect themselves become the very things that could destroy them.
Some deals are never meant to be broken. This one already has been.
