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"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Stacey yelled. "I can go out with whoever I want to. You, Mr. Wayne, are merely my fake husband. You have no right to control my life!" As Stacey's brown eyes were met with Christopher's hazel ones, she realised she'd said too much. Christopher started walking towards her. With each step he took forward, she took a step back until she was trapped between the cold wall and his muscular body. She could feel the heat from his body. "I'd like to make you aware of one thing then, Ms. Wilson." Said Christopher. "I can be very possesive of my belongings. You may be my fake wife, and I may be your fake husband, but that doesn't change the fact that to the world, we are together." Stacey made to look at him, only to find Christopher intently staring back at her. He leaned in close to her ear. She could feel his hot breath. Her heart was hammering against her chest. She wondered if he could hear it. And then he quietly whispered to her, "Be it my fake wife or my real wife. Be it a day, a month or a year. You are mine, Ms. Wilson. And I, I shall be very, very possesive of you till the time we are together. ************************** Things start to take a wild turn for Stacey after she meets Christopher, an egoistic CEO. She is forced by her parents to get married within a month, either to a man of their choice or to a man of her preference. Stacey needs a man to save her life and Christopher needs a woman to save his business. However, neither of them have ever believed in love. What does fate have in store for them?
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