The Billionaires offer

Chapter 1: The Wedding Contract

"Sign it."

The cold voice echoed through the room.

Aisha stared at the papers in front of her. Her hands trembled as she read the first line.

Marriage Agreement.

She looked up at the man sitting across from her.

Arjun Malhotra.

The youngest billionaire in the city.

The man who had destroyed her father's company.

The man who hated her.

"Why would you want to marry me?" she asked.

Arjun's dark eyes remained emotionless.

"I don't."

The answer stung more than she expected.

"Then why?"

He leaned back in his chair.

"Because my grandfather wants me married before he transfers control of the company to me."

Aisha laughed bitterly.

"So I'm just a business deal?"

"Exactly."

The room fell silent.

Outside the large glass windows, rain poured from the sky.

Three days ago, Aisha's life had been normal.

Now her father was drowning in debt.

Their house was about to be taken away.

And the only person offering help was the man responsible for their downfall.

"If I sign this," she whispered, "you'll save my family?"

"Every debt."

"And after one year?"

"We divorce."

Simple.

Cold.

Like a business transaction.

Aisha wanted to refuse.

She wanted to throw the papers in his face.

But she remembered her mother's tears.

Her father's defeated expression.

Her younger brother pretending not to worry.

Slowly, she picked up the pen.

Arjun watched her carefully.

The moment she signed her name, something flashed in his eyes.

For the first time, his calm expression cracked.

As if he regretted what had just happened.

But only for a second.

Then it was gone.

"Congratulations, Mrs. Malhotra."

Aisha felt no happiness.

Only fear.

Because she had a feeling this marriage was hiding secrets neither of them were prepared to face.

And somewhere deep inside, she knew one thing.

Arjun Malhotra wasn't telling her the real reason he had chosen herThree days later...

The wedding took place in one of the city's most luxurious hotels.

Hundreds of guests attended.

Businessmen.

Celebrities.

Politicians.

Everyone wanted to witness the wedding of the year.

But for Aisha, it felt more like a business merger than a marriage.

As she walked down the aisle, all eyes followed her.

Her heart pounded against her chest.

At the end of the aisle stood Arjun.

Tall.

Handsome.

Expressionless.

The perfect groom.

Yet somehow he looked completely uninterested in his own wedding.

The ceremony ended quickly.

Within hours, she became Mrs. Aisha Malhotra.

A stranger's wife.

That night, Aisha entered the master bedroom of the Malhotra Mansion.

The room was bigger than her entire apartment.

Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the city.

Expensive paintings decorated the walls.

Everything screamed wealth.

The door suddenly opened.

Arjun walked inside.

Aisha immediately stood up.

The tension between them was impossible to ignore.

Without looking at her, he placed a folder on the table.

"What is this?" she asked.

"Rules."

She blinked.

"Rules?"

"For this marriage."

Aisha opened the folder.

Rule 1: Do not enter my private office.

Rule 2: Do not discuss personal matters with the media.

Rule 3: Do not interfere in my business affairs.

Rule 4: Do not fall in love with me.

Aisha almost laughed.

"Seriously?"

Arjun crossed his arms.

"Is something funny?"

"You actually wrote that?"

"It's important."

"Trust me, Mr. Malhotra."

She closed the folder.

"That's the one rule you never need to worry about."

For the first time, Arjun looked annoyed.

And strangely...

Aisha enjoyed it.

"Good," he replied coldly.

"Then we understand each other."

Silence filled the room.

Neither of them noticed the elderly woman standing outside the door.

Watching.

Listening.

Smiling.

Because unlike everyone else, she knew the truth.

She knew why Arjun had chosen Aisha.

And if Aisha ever discovered it...

This marriage would be destroyed before it even began.

To Be Continued...

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