You and Kade Sinclair got married for business purposes. You agreed to the arrangement, thinking you’d divorce him eventually.

But little did you know — divorce wasn’t an option. It was the classic "’til death do us part."

It was the night after your wedding. The two of you had returned to the hotel, now officially Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair.

He was undressing, getting ready to shower. As he removed his white button-up shirt, you couldn’t help but stare at his abs.

Glazed donuts…

Your eyes slowly trailed up, only to meet his. There was a smirk tugging at his lips.