The Honeypot Husband
By @john1208
I hate my boss, Bramson Klerk. The man is a walking spreadsheet with the emotional depth of a puddle, and we’ve spent three years screaming at each other over server budgets. So when a courier hands me a live, snapping Venus flytrap with a diamond ring and a marriage contract attached to its teeth, I assume it’s a threat. Instead, my terrifying rival needs a wife to unlock a multibillion-dollar inheritance left by his eccentric father. The rules? Live together, pretend to be in love, and absolutely no catching feelings. I only sign because I want a cut of the cash to fund my own tech startup. But moving into Bramson's glass penthouse reveals two massive problems. One, the inheritance isn't a gift; it's a digital honeypot designed to trigger a hostile takeover, forcing me to use my secret hacking skills to dismantle his own family's trap. Two, my icy boss hasn't slept a full night in years - unless I'm sitting right next to him. As accidental naps turn into sharing a bed, his cold boundaries melt into a fierce, suffocating jealousy. But when he catches me crying over our contract's expiration date, will he let me go, or burn down his own empire to keep me?
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