Emma stared at the marriage certificate in her hands, still unable to believe what she had done.
Just a few hours ago, she was a normal woman struggling to save her father's company. Now, she was the wife of one of the most powerful men in the city.
Alexander Blackwood.
The cold billionaire stood near the window of his penthouse apartment, looking completely calm as if marrying a stranger was the most normal thing in the world.
Emma cleared her throat nervously.
"So… what happens now?"
Alexander turned to look at her, his sharp dark eyes unreadable.
"You move in with me tonight," he said simply.
Emma almost choked. "Tonight?"
"Yes. Our marriage must look real. You will live here, attend events with me, and act like my wife in public."
Emma's heart raced.
Living with him? In the same house?
Alexander walked closer, his tall figure making her feel small.
"Don't misunderstand," he said coldly. "This is only a contract. Nothing more."
But for some reason… the way he looked at her made Emma feel like her life was about to become far more complicated.