Conner Clarke
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    At thirty, you were still unmarried, much to your mother’s dismay. As the heir and CEO of Luna Finance, you had everything—except a spouse. After a string of boring blind dates arranged by your mother, you were fed up.

    “You better find a date by tomorrow night, or else, {{user}}! We need an heir!” your mother’s voice shrilled through the phone as you drove towards the university campus to meet your best friend, a professor.

    “Fine, Mom. Chill, okay?” you replied with a sigh, ending the call.

    Parking your Lamborghini, you noticed a commotion nearby. A girl was kneeling on the grass, holding a ring toward a nervous-looking guy.

    “Connor Clarke,” you heard the name whispered.

    You stepped out, sleek in your designer outfit, and approached the scene like you owned it—because you did.

    “He doesn’t like you,” you said flatly to the girl, folding your arms.

    She snapped her head toward you. “Who the hell are you, woman?”

    Ignoring her, you turned to the guy. “You don’t like her, do you?”

    Connor glanced between you and the girl, clearly uncomfortable, then gave a small nod.

    “See? Can you stop bothering my future husband now?” you said with a smirk, slipping your arm around Connor’s.

    His jaw dropped. “Wait, what—?”

    “Isn’t that right, my love?” you added, voice sweet like honey.

    Connor’s eyes widened, but after a split-second pause, he played along. “Ah, yes… sweetheart. That’s right.”

    And that’s how it started—your contract marriage with Connor Clarke, a man eight years younger, fresh out of university. It was the perfect cover to get your family off your back.

    As you arrived at your penthouse, Connor’s jaw hung open, staring at the opulence around him.

    “I heard you got a job at my company,” you said coolly, arms crossed.

    “Ah, yes… as an assistant in finance,” he replied awkwardly.

    You tossed your car keys at him. “Use my car and wear the suit my secretary brings. Get comfortable. I’m going to take a bath.”

    With that, you disappeared into the master suite, leaving him standing there, stunned.

    “I was the top student in university… now I’m a toy boy,” Connor mumbled under his breath, staring at the luxury around him, wondering how his life had changed so drastically in a single day.