Semua Bab Married to My Enemy's Son: Bab 11 - Bab 14

The morning after signing the contract, Nadia woke at six-thirty, got ready with her usual efficiency, and arrived at school with fifteen minutes to spare. She had slept surprisingly well—a fact she chose not to examine too closely. Decisions, once they were finally made, had a cold way of quieting the mind.She settled at her staffroom desk with the last of her Year Twelve essays and a red pen, working her way through the stack steadily. The room filled up around her with the familiar mid-week rhythm—coats clattering onto hooks, the kettle whistling, teachers grumbling under their breath about the upcoming exam schedule. She offered polite, predictable nods where expected and kept her eyes on her grading.Marcus arrived at half past eight. He taught mathematics two doors down, a consistently pleasant man whose mild interest she had been carefully navigating for the past month. He’d brought her unrequested coffee twice, and once asked, in a painfully roundabout way, if she might be fr

The contract had been clear on three things: two years, no personal involvement, and no touching. Not even holding hands.Nadia had read those terms four times before signing. She understood them; she had been the one to repeat them back to Caiden word for word before putting pen to paper. She had no confusion about what they had agreed to.What she hadn’t anticipated was the sheer logistics of it.On her second morning at the estate, Leo delivered a single, printed page outlining the practical boundaries. At the top, underlined: *No physical contact between parties unless required for public appearances as outlined in section nine*. Below that was a meticulous breakdown of the guest suite arrangements and a strict schedule for the use of shared spaces.She stared at it for a long moment, then set it on the desk next to the photograph of her mother and left for her morning classes.When she returned that evening, the paper was still there. She read it over, turned it face down, and ma