“You will have to marry me and bear me a child.” 
“What the fuck?!” Logic flew out of the window when Grace heard him say that. “Excuse me, what did you just say?” 
Maybe, she was the one who had heard him wrong. It could have been anything except marrying him and giving him a child. 
“You heard me,” Christian tsked, “but I’ll repeat it. Marry me and have my child.” 
Her mouth opened and gaped at me. In her mind, she was trying to make sense about what was going on. How in the world had it come to be? What in the world could make the situation come to this?! 
“No?” Grace replied, but then realized that the word was not firm enough. “No.” she said again.
Christian frowned, and it seemed so innocent like he had not asked her the most unbelievable thing. “Why not? I thought you wanted to help me. You offered.” 
“I offered my help, my brain, my support not my,” she hesitated, “stomach!” 
What was the word for it?
“Womb,” he provided. 
“Yes!” She slapped her hand on the table. “You don’t get my womb!”  
“I don’t?” He challenged. 
“No!” 
“What if helping me out means Lorelai coming out of a coma?” 
Grace felt her heart drop. “What?” 
Christian nodded. “What if helping me out, agreeing to what you have to do for me, means bringing your grandmother out of the, that she is in?” 

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One deal can change everything, however, one's will can do that too.

The question is, who's to win? 

Tropes; Friends to lovers, office romance, best friends, frenemies, marriage of convenience, possessive villainous and morally grey heroes!

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Volume 1