He was supposed to be just a guy for one night. And that's it! But when you accidentally sleep with someone like Abel Birch, the famous billionaire bad boy... It's not so easy to leave. He's incredibly gorgeous, and beautifully vicious. Tattoos cover every inch of his muscles, his eyes burn right through you, and his lips know how and where to kiss. Mister - all inclusive! The real type of man is a whore, which is exactly what I can't stand. That's why when my parents told me about the prenuptial agreement with him, I thought they were joking. Marry him? I don't care how loud he made me scream that night we spent with him. After all, I never want to see his vicious smile again. But if I don’t marry him, I’ll lose my company. I'll lose... everything. This is pure blackmail. But he doesn't care at all about my opinion. Because he plans to put a ring on my finger... In order to make me belong to him... No matter what I say....