Deathbed demands don't get crazier than this—pop out an heir or kiss my fortune goodbye.
I'm a billionaire who plays dirty, not a daddy. She's the pick—stunning, innocent, and mad as hell at me.
A contract says she'll give me a kid; a last-minute twist says she's my wife too.
She's never been touched, never felt the rush, and I'm the bastard to show her.
She fights me at every turn, but her heat's melting that ice.
I've got wealth, power, and a baby on the way—she's got my ring and a fire I can't tame.
This marriage might break me, but I don't lose what's mine.