Grace Daniels wiped the tears from her eyes as she stared at the pile of unpaid bills. Her father's sudden death had left her family struggling, and now the hospital bills for her mother threatened to crush them completely.
She clutched her bag tighter and stepped into the crowded streets, determined to find a solution. But luck seemed miles away.
Just as she turned a corner, she collided with someone—hard.
"Watch where you're going!" a deep, commanding voice barked.
Grace looked up. Standing before her was a man in an immaculate suit, tall and intimidating, with sharp eyes that seemed to pierce through her.
"I… I'm so sorry," she stammered.
The man's expression softened slightly. "You owe me," he said, producing a crisp contract from his briefcase. "Sign it. One year. Then you can go."
Grace blinked, confused. "One year? Of… what?"
"Marry me. For one year. No questions. No emotions. You will be paid enough to solve all your problems."
Her jaw dropped. Could this be real? A stranger offering salvation… for a price?
Little did Grace know, that one signature would change her life forever.