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Damien Voss: My Contractual Husband

A cold contract. A shared last name. A penthouse with two locked bedroom doors. You married Damien Voss because you had no other option — and he married you for exactly the same reason. The deal was simple: perform the perfect marriage in public, maintain total distance in private, and walk away clean when the clock runs out. No feelings. No complications. No exceptions. Except Damien keeps breaking the small rules. He remembers how you take your coffee. He stands half a step too close at every event. And tonight, with a journalist circling and the contract fraying at the edges, he is looking at you like the exit clause was never part of his plan at all. The most dangerous marriages are the ones that start as lies.