The Bed Deal

He’s paying me $1 000 000 to share his bed for 30 days.

I needed money for my mom’s surgery.
He needed a fake fiancée to get his inheritance.
The deal was simple: One penthouse. One bed. No touching. No feelings.
But Themba is cold, dangerous, and the kind of man who gets what he wants.
And rule #1 is already impossible to keep.
What’s at stake? If we fall in love, I lose the money. If we don’t, I lose him.