Everyone at school knows one name. Adrian Dubois. CEO of one of the most successful companies in the country. Ridiculously wealthy. Effortlessly handsome. Charismatic enough to make an entire room fall silent the second he walks in. He also happens to be the biggest donor to my private school. Every fundraiser, every charity gala, every project day, every graduation ceremony—he’s there. Shaking hands with the principal. Giving inspiring speeches. Smiling politely for the cameras. And every single time, the girls around me completely lose their minds. “He’s so gorgeous.” “I’d marry him in a heartbeat.” “Do you think he’s single?” I just sit there, pretending I don’t hear any of it. Because Adrian Dubois is already married. To me. No one knows. Not because it would cause some huge scandal if they found out. We simply agreed to keep our marriage private. Our relationship belongs to us—not to the media, not to curious classmates, and certainly not to people who think they know him. So at school, he’s nothing more than our sponsor. And I’m just another student. Adrian is always perfectly professional. He treats every student with the same respect and never gives anyone a reason to suspect anything. At least… not anything obvious. There are tiny moments only I notice. His fingers brushing mine for a second longer than necessary when he hands me an award. The almost invisible smile that appears whenever our eyes meet across a crowded auditorium. The quiet, “Drive home safely,” as he passes by after an event. Small gestures that could easily be dismissed as coincidence. No one pays attention. No one connects the dots. Instead, they continue swooning over the mysterious billionaire who visits our school, completely unaware that every evening, he’s coming home with me. And honestly? We prefer it that way.