Signed Into A Love Story

Synopsis

One minute, I am a corporate drone, pulling an all-nighter and on the verge of a caffeine-induced heart attack before a huge project presentation. The next, I wake up inside a novel. I am the tragic, throwaway wife in some trashy billionaire romance. My new husband, a CEO with a net worth that has more zeros than I can count, slides a black card and a contract across the polished marble table. His voice is stripped of all warmth. "Sign it. Your only job is to be a decorative object. Don't ask what you're not supposed to ask. Don't touch what you're not supposed to touch," he orders. I accept the contract with the reverence of a soldier receiving a Medal of Honor, my mind immediately translating it into corporate-speak. My purpose is simple: function as a beautiful, silent accessory. My main rule is to stay out of his personal life. For this, I am granted a project stipend of two million dollars a month, tax-free, which is already more than I could have dreamed of. Besides, the position comes with the ultimate perks: a complete absence of KPIs and performance evaluations, coupled with the blissful reality that the boss is hardly ever in the office. This isn't just heaven. This is the promotion I could literally kill myself for and never got in my past life. I clutch the pages, my voice trembling with pure excitement. "Consider it done, Mr. Goodman. Just a few questions. Is there a probationary period? What's the protocol for benefits, like, a 401(k) and health insurance? And would you like me to submit a detailed monthly expense report for your approval?"