Mia Calloway doesn't believe in miracles she believes in early shifts, cold coffee, and a mother running out of time. When a man in a charcoal suit slides a contract across the counter of the Blue Kettle Diner, she has exactly forty eight hours to choose: walk away with her dignity, or sign her name next to Ethan Sinclair's and save everything she loves. The terms are brutally simple. Ten days. A ring. A role. And a No Feelings clause written in iron.Ethan doesn't need a wife. He needs a fixture a warm body to satisfy his grandfather's archaic inheritance clause before a billion-dollar empire slips through his fingers. What he didn't anticipate was Section Fourteen: the cohabitation requirement that traps them both inside his all-glass penthouse, sixty floors above a city that would love to watch him fall. Every wall is transparent. Every silence is unbearable. And the No Feelings clause? It's dissolving one stolen glance, one midnight conversation at a time.But this isn't just a fake marriage. It's a war. Someone inside Sinclair Global is feeding their enemies every move, every vulnerability, every secret Mia never meant to reveal. Now she isn't just a placeholder in a billionaire's game she's a target. And the only man standing between her and destruction is the one who swore he'd never feel a thing.To the world, she's a placeholder. To his enemies, she's a target. But to Ethan she's the one variable he never saw coming.THE QUESTION THAT STARTS IT ALL: What happens when the man who wrote the clause "No feelings. No exceptions." realizes he broke his own rule on the night he thought he was winning?