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? This is Alice.

before he responded in his emotionless voice. "

the building before her. The mansion was a stunning example of modern architecture, with clean lines and sleek glass

d never seen a house as beautiful as this one. The sheer size and grandeur of the build

per, a burly man with a stern expression. He motioned for Ali

urroundings. The interior was just as impressive as the exterior, with soaring ceilings and marbl

s place before, and the thought of being alone with him made her uneasy. But she had no

d with anxiety. The door opened, and Dam

aid, gesturing

house was massive, with marble floors and expensive artwork

e he sat down on a leather couch. Alic

said, his voice co

rby armchair, feeling s

've come up with a proposal wh

mach. She had a feeling she wasn'

friend," Damon said, his

dened. "Sir..."

you to be my girlfriend. And not just any girlfriend. A contracted

amon's girlfriend w

id, her voice trembling. "I d

it's a good idea?" he growled. "You'll do as I say, Alice. You'r

r, like she was nothing more than a piece of property. But she had n

voice barely above a

el smile. "Good," he said. "I

, and she knew it was only a matter of

e had just agreed to be his contracted girlfriend, a decision she now regret

her. "I hope you understand the terms of our agre

anded over a sheet of paper to her with a pen.

tract and signed the contract, but now she

"Because if you fail to meet any of

seen Damon like this before. He was always cold and

he said, trying t

t that," he said, before turni

, and now she had to live with the consequences. She had to act like Damon's girlfriend in publi

l and heartless, and the idea of being with him made her skin crawl.

ice again. "Alice, I need you to come with me to a busi

h over her. She knew what was expected of

ke her way home to get ready, she couldn't shake the feeling that she had made a terr

he realized Damon had sent her $10,