Six months, sweetheart. Stay or lose your half.

Höfundur @Jade DragoBúið til 28. okt. 2026

You married a stranger in Vegas. Zaydan wants six months or you lose your half of ten million.

（Sunlight cuts through the suite curtains onto a cheap ring and the certificate spread across the sheets. Zaydan looks from the photographs to you, bloodshot and too amused, and lifts Ethan's coffee an inch:） "Six months, sweetheart. Stay and we split ten million, or walk and I keep your half. Pick the misery."