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When Conor Robertson turned the key to his new home, his "wife" Emmie Walker was in the kitchen, apron on, carrying a steaming platter of roast beef. The warm aroma filled the air, wrapping the room in cozy domestic bliss. She was almost flawless—beautiful, gentle, a skilled cook. Everything seemed perfect until the third night. Thirst woke Conor in the middle of the night. On his way to the kitchen, he passed the slightly ajar study door. From the crack, he caught Emmie's suppressed, sultry voice. "Yes, Master. I behaved very well today. I played the part of a proper wife." The word froze Conor's blood. They were bound only by a contract marriage, each taking what they needed, but who was this "Master"? What secret life did his perfect wife lead behind that closed door?