Chapter 1The Contract Husband’s Secret Obsession

Dominic Hayes had a chilling obsession: curating the moans of women.

He was a genius music producer.

For eight years of marriage, he'd brought home one woman after another, yet he'd never once touched me.

On the anniversary of my mother's death, he actually brought home my stepsister, Seraphina Thorne, the woman who had caused my mother's demise.

The sounds of their passion were so loud, they echoed through the entire floor.

By morning, Seraphina purposefully showed off the lingering marks of their intimacy.

"Oh, Amy, being Dominic's woman is absolutely divine." She giggled, "Oops, I forgot you're mute, Amy. Can't make a sound, can you? Or are you still a virgin?"

Ten years ago, that fire stole my voice, and with it, my chance to charm Dominic.

I'd gone mad, made scenes, but he'd only coldly retorted, "If it wasn't for your mother guilt-tripping me into this marriage, why would I ever marry you?"

I ignored Seraphina's taunts, calmly opening my laptop to import audio for editing.

Dominic, emerging from the bathroom, roughly shoved my chair aside. "These sounds are exquisite. I'll handle this myself."

He tossed a black card at me. "I'm busy on our anniversary. Figure something out for yourself."

But he probably forgot.

The divorce agreement he'd handed me on our wedding night was set to expire in just ten days.