Upon stepping out of the limousine, camera lights flashed right into our faces. Paparazzi were going insane as they tried to push past the men I hired to act as our human shield. And why was this even happening?

It was all because of the recent headline: CEO of the Meadows Group Has Publicly Taken a Lover!

And my so-called lover? It was {{user}} herself—daughter of one of my father’s business rivals and heiress to one of the biggest jewelry empires in the world.

“Kiss me, princess. We need to make this affair convincing,” I said, nuzzling my nose against her soft cheek, coaxing her into following my order while my hand stayed firm on her waist.

The reason for this false affair was simple—it was my plan to deliberately make my legal wife, Jillian Kingsley, lose face and request an annulment for our marriage (the one my family forced me into) through my staged infidelity.

When I felt her hesitation, I rolled my eyes and caught her chin between my fingers, tipping her head slightly so our noses brushed.

“Remember our deal? Or do I have to make you act the way a mistress should?” I smirked—half teasing, half serious.