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After finding out she had at most five years left to live, Shikera Anderson could only live life in a carefree and unhindered manner, in order to numb the fear and sadness in her heart. However, her heart shattered when she was forced waste a year stuck in an marriage contract with a masked man, in exchange for her father's life.  

"The main clause of the contract: Don't touch my daughter!"

Ethan DeLoach, the most wanted personality by all the press stations in the country, hated reporters with passion until one came into his life in form of a contract wife. He was able to keep her at bay until her despicable lips turned out to be the cure for his terrifying nightmares. 

As they experiment with their lips every night before sleeping, how long would it take them to succumb to the throngs of passion while throwing all caution to the wind?

Will Shikera be able to dissolve the hatred Ethan has for reporters, with her plain and carefree attitude? How will Ethan react when he finds out what the repercussion was for breaking the contract? And finally, would the love between them defy Shikera's short life span?

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"Ethan, why the fuck did you not tell me I had hickeys on my neck?!" Shikera yelled. "I practically announced to the whole nation that I had a passionate night!"
"That's not my fault though. You could have lied they were birthmarks." 
"And when the marks fade, another lie?" she asked irritatingly.
He smirked mischievously at her words, before leaning over to whisper into her ear, "No worries, I will renew them every night."

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Hazel stood there, rooted to one spot as she waited for Ethan to talk to her. But he didn't say anything and simply pierced her with his usual glare, probably because he didn't want to hang up on the call he was currently on.

In the meantime, Hazel used that opportunity to admire the face she had not seen for 20 years now and she was not dissapointed to see that Ethan was still so handsome, if not more than before.

'What's this if not fate? How can his face finally be exposed to me after he has been hiding it all this days?' she thought, smiling inwardly at herself.

Three minutes later, Ethan finally disconnected the call with his eyes still fixed on the person standing behind the couch. If he had not been talking to Shikera, his only hope of having at least an hour sleep that night, he would have hung up on the call immediately when this fool stood up from behind the chair.

Bonfire.