The rain lashed against the floor - to - ceiling windows of the raichand empire`s
Penthouse , mirroring the storm raging inside aria` s heart she stood there , her cheaped,soaked dress a stark contrast to the opulence of the office . The cold air conditioning made her shiver , but the icy stare of the man across the room was even more chilling
Across the mahogany dask set Aryan Raichand. At twenty - eight he was a youngest billionaire in the country - and the most ruthless . He didn't look up from his tablet, his sharp, handsome features carved from stone. He was the man who had systematically dismantled her father`s business , leaving them with nothing but mountains of debt and a dying hope.
"I don't have all night aria " he finally said , his smooth voice yet lethal. " The debt your father owes me is fifty million dollars . Unless you have that sitting in your pocket right now, I suggest you start listening instead of staring ".
Ariya swallow the lump In her throat, her knuckles turning white as she gripped her wet handbag . " You Destroyed him, Aryan . You took his company , his reputation...and you want to humiliate me too .?
Aryan finally looked up. His dark, obsidian eyes pierced through her, making her feel vulnerable . " I don't want to humiliate you aria . I want to make a deal . I'm a businessman and I see an opportunity here."
He slid a silver - edged documents across the polished desk. Ariya`s breath hitched as she leaned forward to lead the letters at the top : "PERSONAL ASSISTANT & FAKE FIANCEE CONTRACT : 365 days . "
''You want me to be pretend your fiancee ? " She whispered , shocked.
" My grandmother wants me married to inherit the family estate . You Need 50 million to keep your father alive in the ICU " . Aryan lead back a predatory smirk playing on his lips. " It's a simple transaction . You bong to me for one year . You live in my house , you follow my rules and you never leave without my permission . "
Aria looked at the pan she hated this man with every fibre of her being . He was the villian In her story as she thought of her father's pale face in the hospital she realised she had no choice.
"With a trembling hand she signed her name."
" Good " Aryan stood up , walking toward her until he was inches away . He leaned down whispering into her ear, "welcome to hell, aria . I promise you by the end of this year , you 'll forgot what freedom feels like.
Aria shivered , she had sold herself to the devil, and the wrost part was she couldn't stop her heart from racing at his touch. The game of revenge had just begun.