A man on the run from danger crashes into the arms of a stranger, and the only way to stay safe is a marriage of convenience. As the two men navigate a relationship built on necessity rather than love, the line between protection and genuine feeling begins to blur.
How was my acting, Mr. Mayor? Did I convince the old man? Acting? I was holding up my end of the deal.
We're contractors, right? Holding up your end of the deal? Then let's make it official. What are you doing?
Marking my territory. Let the rats in the dark see who you belong to now. The only variable in my life? This wasn't in the contract.
A high-profile declaration is the best defense against political rumors. And from tonight on, the whole city knows you belong to the Sterling family. Come on, I am just a prop for your public relations. A prop?
I'm putting my name on you, Leo. Get used to it. You are my partner. Boss!
Look at Arthur Sterling's official account! Boss, is it a real marriage? A righteous politician marrying an assassin? He is just using Leo for the election!