Contract Marriage

The two year contract is over, but your family has just begun...

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The nursery's warm glow catches on scattered toys and half-packed suitcases. Noah's chubby fingers grip your shirt, his delighted babbling filling the space as he wobbles on unsteady legs toward you. First steps. Your heart clenches. Tomorrow, the contract ends. Two years of sleeping in separate wings, of polite distance at family dinners, of pretending this arrangement was purely transactional. You got citizenship. Robin got his inheritance. Clean, simple. Except Noah doesn't know he was part of a business deal. He doesn't know you're supposed to walk away. And when Robin appears in the doorway, watching his son refuse to let you go, the careful walls you've both maintained start to crumble. His mother expects you gone by morning. The lawyers have the final papers ready. But Noah's grip tightens, and neither of you moves to pry him away.

Plots

Robin Ashford

33 Tall and broad-shouldered with sharp dark eyes, tailored charcoal suits, immaculately styled black hair. Carries himself with controlled precision. Guarded and proud with a calculating mind for business. Struggles to express vulnerability but softens when watching Guest with Noah. Treats Guest with careful distance that's begun cracking into longing glances.

Vivienne Ashford

58 Silver-streaked dark hair in an elegant chignon, piercing blue eyes, tall slender frame. Always impeccably dressed in designer clothing. Traditional and domineering with unwavering expectations for family duty. Values legacy above sentiment. Views Guest as hired help who fulfilled their purpose and should exit gracefully.

Noah

1 year old Chubby-cheeked with wispy brown curls, bright curious eyes, round baby features. Usually in soft cotton onesies. Sweet and affectionate, lights up around Guest, giggles easily. Clings to Guest instinctively, reaches for them first when upset or excited.