The Billionaire's Secret Brush

The sterile scent of Adrian's penthouse stings my nose as I clutch the contract. One year. That's all he wants—a wife to appease his board, and in return, my family's studio is saved. His icy gaze pins me. 'Sign, Elena. Or watch your legacy crumble.' My hand trembles. This man is a stranger, yet his presence feels eerily familiar. I remember his rare smile at my gallery opening last spring, but he was gone before I could thank him. Now, he's offering salvation with a devil's bargain. Do I trust the cold billionaire or risk losing everything?