After I Almost Died, My Billionaire Ex Begged On His Knees

The night before our contract was set to expire, Carter Sterling grabbed my waist from behind.

My voice trembled slightly.

"Carter... our arrangement is over."

His raspy voice brushed against my ear.

"I don't care. It’s not midnight yet."

What followed was a ruthless, breathless possession.

"Are you sure you don’t want to renew the contract? If you stay, I might actually marry you."

Carter's words struck a chord in my heart.

For three years, I had stayed by his side. While he filled my body, he had also completely occupied my heart.