Alisha—beautiful, passionate, and nothing like the obedient wife I expected.
The contract was clear: business, not pleasure. Our marriage? A sham to expose a mole.
Except, being stuck with her 24/7 is pushing Every. Single. Button.
Her scent—those damn vanilla daisies—everywhere, a reminder
This was supposed to be a business arrangement, not a lesson in restraint.
Now, my naive wife is accusing me of cheating,
The fury in her eyes hotter than any boardroom brawl.
One night... one mistake... and now I can’t get her out of my system.
But this game's far from over.
Finding the mole is just the first twist...
Because now she's pregnant with my child.
This marriage of convenience? It's starting to feel damn near permanent.
And the thought of her not being mine... is suddenly too much to bear.
