Forced to Marry a Gay Billionaire Boss

"We're getting married tomorrow!"

Sierra raised one eyebrow, hearing the words of the man who was casually sipping his champagne. She could only give in to the decision of the cruel, yet sinfully hot and charming man in front of her. If only her father was not at stake here, Sierra would not be sitting with the hunky man who forced her to marry him.

For some reason, she wondered why this perfectly sculpted man was forcing her to marry him tomorrow. They had just met a few days ago, at an event organized by her father. That was where she and the man met. The man, who is the CEO of a well-known modeling agency company, had out of the blue directly asked Mr. Carlson, her father, to marry her. 

Doesn't that smell fishy? It turns out that her feelings were spot on. When she was about to reject his proposal, it was her father's company that became his target. This ruthless man has threatened to withdraw all his shares from her father's small company. If Sierra turned him down, he would mercilessly bankrupt her father's company.

What on earth does this perfect gentleman in front of her want now? The man she knows as the CEO of Valentino Enterprise is controlling the entire career she has built since she was young.

"Why do we have to get married? Didn't you say that you didn't like me when I was at the party that night? Then why are you now all of a sudden forcing me to marry you? And that's tomorrow! Seriously, what's in your brain?" She took out all her frustration on him, who didn't seem to show any guilt or shame on his face as she bombarded him with questions. "Besides, you're shamelessly asking my father for me as if I'm a piece of crap!"

The man in front of her was indeed gorgeous and sculpted like a Greek god, perhaps if this man wanted to become a model, his career would skyrocket. Look at the muscles of his muscular arms, crushed by his black shirt that is so bulging just to ask to be stroked.

Argh, holy moly. Get out of my dirty mind.

She cursed to herself, as her wild brain worked wildly without compromise. This was all because of her best friend, Claire, who was always brainwashing her to think of perverted things. She was a model like herself who was a little... kinky when it came to hot and hunky guys.

"Relax Miss Carlson, we are just married on paper. You can use me to get your career up a notch, and I can use you for the sake of my own so... anyway, we're only married on paper! There's no love, no affection when it's just the two of us. Don't interfere with each other's business, you with your life and me with mine. Got it, Miss?"

Sierra had nothing more to say. Her jaw was dropped open, as she heard