A few minutes before her wedding, Jeslyn found out her soon-to-be husband was only after the benefit he would get by marrying her. Heartbroken and feeling betrayed, she opted for the only option available at that moment, which was to get into a contract marriage with whichever man she could find, or else her family's fortune would end up in the hands of her enemies. … "Mister, please, will you marry me?" She asked him. A man she saw entering the restroom of the wedding venue. 'He must be one of the guests,' she thought. Maverick was taken aback by that proposal. He saw her flinch when he turned to look at her. It was apparent she got scared of him, yet she composed herself, ready to dive into the mystery before her. "It will be a marriage contract. We will get a divorce after one year," he heard her say. He also needed a woman for his brat, so he responded, "Deal." Unbeknownst to her, she just made a deal with the sweetest devil that could ever exist. ... He is the nightmare of country M, a country where evil rules. She is the little bunny raised with love and affection. Hurt a fly? No, she had never done that before. However, forced to become the demon's wife, she had no choice but to shed her fake persona. What little bunny? Who said she could not step on a pianist's fingers with her heels and pretend like she didn't mean it? Ha, those celebrities want to play the pity card? Do they want to garner the sympathy of the public? Well, why again is she called a 'little bunny'? Isn't it because she was the best at acting cute? Did no one tell these white lotuses wanting to dive into her husband's bed that she stole his soul when she spanked his naughty son? .... Drop by my discord to have a one on one discussion with your author-- Hassy_101. Link below https://discord.gg/CswFCgc2
Emilee placed down her cutlery and dabbled a handkerchief on her lips before speaking: "Protecting her secret is your duty. Giving you what you want is her responsibility. However, I wouldn't want to hear sad stories coming from your side." She paused and raised her eyes to look into his deep black ones.
The young man sighed after a while of silence before speaking. "I only deal with virgins. Is she?"
Emilee looked at Christine who wasn't paying attention to their conversation. "Yes, she is," Emilee replied on her behalf.
"Then that's good." The young man replied with his eyes on Christine. "Although that is so," he paused. "The secret is still too much to be hidden. Your sister is not talented, she can't sing and can't write her own music, yet, She's a B– lister. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. You'll need more than being a virgin to make things work." He slowly placed his hand on Christine's lap and rubbed it gently.