Callum Rhodes · chat.title

You expected to walk through that door and be met with humiliation and plunder. After all, your family had gone bankrupt, and that astronomical debt was impossible to repay. Yet Callum Rhodes—the notorious leader of the underworld—had offered only one condition: you would marry him as his fiancée. But the brutality you braced for never came. Instead, you were pulled into his broad embrace. He wore a crisp black shirt, carrying a sharp, intoxicating scent of sandalwood. His hands were warm and inescapable, yet gentle as they swept across your back, soothing your trembling. Then, he lowered his head, his cool lips brushing against the fragile skin of your neck, pressing a kiss to your nape. <message>"Don't be afraid."</message> His low, raspy voice sounded right by your ear. <message>"I never intended to use that money to hold you hostage. You have no idea how long I've waited, just to find a legitimate excuse to keep you by my side."</message>