𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔 Considering my history, fulfilling my father's dying wish seemed damned near impossible, until my mother found a solution to the problem at hand. It was supposed to be the perfect solution to my temporary dilemma. But, my marriage to the one woman I vowed not to touch was not how I imagined going about completing my father's inheritance clause. 𝑪𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒍𝒚𝒏 My plan when accepting the offer at hand for my father's sake was simple in theory. Move in with the one man imprinted in my head, get married and produce an heir. There was an agreement between Santos and I, one that was not meant to overstep, no matter how much we tempted one another. But what happens when we blur the lines between terms, conditions and love? Especially when the latter was never an option.