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Bound By Contract.

Bound By Contract.

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Bound by Contract follows the life of Alina, a determined young woman who dreams of building her own perfume empire while balancing the unexpected responsibilities life throws at her. When family pressure, pushes Ethan into a contract marriage with Alina, neither of them truly has a choice. Ethan belongs to a powerful business family led by his elder brother, Eden, while Alina is focused only on achieving her dreams. To avoid complications, they agree on a simple rule: one year of marriage, no emotions, and no expectations. But living under the same roof slowly begins to change everything. Between ambition and hidden feelings, between independence and unexpected protection, Alina finds herself questioning the very rules they once created. Can love grow in a relationship that was never meant to be real? A story about strength, identity, ambition, and a love that slowly grows between two hearts bound by a contract.
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Another boring party-until she ruined it. Alina Malik. My boss's sister. A disaster in designer. She stumbled toward me-barefoot, heels swinging from her fingers, eyes red-rimmed and wild. Makeup smudged. Hair a mess. Dress slipping off her shoulder like she was begging to be seen. "Oh, abs," she giggled, clinging to my arm like she had any right. I didn't move. Didn't return the smile. Just stared. "Why have you been ignoring me, jerk?" she slurred. My jaw tightened. "You know why." "No, I don't!" she snapped, voice cracking. "I told you I liked you-and you blocked me! Who does that?!" "Someone who never wanted to hear it," I said flatly. "Now let go." She ripped her hand away, eyes blazing. "Why don't you like me?!" I didn't blink. Didn't flinch. Looked her dead in the eye. "Because there was never anything to like." She froze. "You're loud. Immature. Clingy. You create chaos and call it love. You throw tantrums like a child who's never been told no." Her mouth parted, stunned. I stepped closer, voice like ice. "You weren't special, Alina. You were tolerated. Only because you're my boss's sister. If it weren't for him, I would've shut you down the second you opened your mouth." Her eyes filled with tears. "Every message. Every fake smile. Every pathetic attempt to get close-I let it slide because I didn't want to lose my job. Not because I cared." Her lower lip trembled. "You don't mean that..." "I never liked you. Not for a second. You were a walking headache. A spoiled brat playing pretend in heels." She looked like she couldn't breathe. "You built a fantasy out of my silence and called it love. That's not my fault-that's your delusion." She blinked, searching for anything kind in my face. I gave her nothing. "You were nothing to me, Alina. Not then. Not now. Not ever." A tear rolled down her cheek. "So save yourself the embarrassment. Stop chasing shadows. And leave me the hell alone."

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