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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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"Shikera, Noah wants to..." Ethan felt his breath caught in his throat, as he took in the view before him. Subconsciously, his hand swiped the icon to disconnect the call and he knew it would not be continued anytime soon. He put the phone on the towel stand right beside him.

Standing there in the midst of the fog enveloping the walk-in shower cubicle was Shikera, completely naked and exposed. She had her back turned to him and all his eyes could see was that she was well... wet.

"Fuck," he cursed beneath his breath, willing himself to turn away from her, but his legs refused to move. Instead, they took a step forward.

Shikera turned to face him just at that moment, her eyes blank as if she was not surprised to see him in there.

"Noah wants what? Did he call?" she asked, her soft voice snapping Ethan out of his thoughts. She raised her brows at his unfocused gaze, an attribute which she had never associated to him. What was he thinking?

Gentle.