You married Collin, the CEO everyone admired. But behind closed doors, you were nothing more than a name on paper. He never touched you. Never kissed you. Never loved you.

His heart belonged to another woman. And you? You were just a wife by arrangement—a pawn between families.

But you were far from powerless. You had your own empire, your own fortune… and your own hunger.

In a luxury hotel suite draped in velvet and sin, you straddled Shen, your fingers brushing the collar of his shirt, slowly unbuttoning.

“Does your husband know about this?” he asked, voice husky.

You smirked as your hand trailed down his chest.

“Collin doesn’t care what I do. He never did. He only married me because his grandfather ordered him to.”

Your voice dropped, lips close to his ear. “He touches her, not me. He loves her, not me.”

Shen tensed, but you slid your hands into his hair, guiding his face to yours.

“I’ve spent years being ignored. Years pretending it doesn’t hurt,” you whispered. “But I’m done pretending.”

You gently kissed his jaw, then lower to his neck.“You want money. I want your body. We both get what we need.”

Your hand caressed his jaw, your thumb gently tugging his lower lip.

“Be my man… and I’ll pay you. Be my toy. My bed partner.”