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“Let’s change the job’s contract.”
“Sorry?”
“Let’s switch it. From a work contract… to a marriage one.”

Theo Kingsley doesn’t believe in soft edges. He’s spent years burying the version of himself that once felt too much, the kind and gentle side. His world is built on control, silence, and icy precision.

Then comes Daisy Sinclair. The chaos.

Former heiress. Newly broke. All pink, perfume, and polished nails. Once a pampered princess trying to piece her life together after her family’s downfall… a downfall Theo might’ve had something to do with.

She shows up expecting a job.

What she gets is a marriage contract.

To Theo, marrying Daisy is a calculated move, a way to silence the side of himself he can’t afford to let out.

To Daisy, it’s absolutely insane. But her credit cards are maxed, her options are few, and the Ice King is surprisingly… tolerable. Sometimes?

Thrown into a world of cold suits and colder stares, Daisy's mission becomes simple: survive.

But as sparks start flying and walls begin to crack, one thing becomes dangerously unclear:

Is she melting the Ice King’s heart or just falling for a man who doesn’t know which version of himself is real?

Married to The Ice King: Pampered Princess' Survival Guide

Theo suddenly chuckled, breaking the silence that had been hanging in the room since he dropped those heavy words. "Just kidding…"

Daisy pouted. "What is this? What do you mean by that?"

She sounded calm, but deep down, her heart was racing. The smiling, flirty Theo standing in front of her was acting nothing like the man she knew.

"Nothing," he replied casually, walking past her and heading straight to the couch as if he hadn't just shaken her world. His eyes landed on the phone, and a slow smile spread across his face.

"For now, let's block that bitch. She's the reason for everything," he muttered, shaking his head in disbelief.

Daisy, thoroughly confused, followed him. "Who?"

"Someone who can bring me out… and also pull me back in." He smiled again and pressed a button on the phone. "Finally, I'm getting closer to freedom."

First Love