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You were chosen to marry Draco Malfoy—not for love, but for an alliance. Your family needed the Malfoys. The Malfoys needed the Ainsworths. And Draco needed a wife capable of continuing the Malfoy bloodline after his marriage to Daphne Greengrass ended without a child. The contract was simple. Marry Draco. Build trust. Eventually produce a Malfoy child. But nothing about the arrangement is simple. Pregnancy doesn’t happen overnight. Neither does love. As you and Draco slowly move from strangers, to reluctant companions, to something neither of you expected, the pressure to produce a Malfoy heir begins to feel less like an obligation and more like a choice you make together. Until the day the Malfoys finally discover the child you’ve been carrying isn’t the son they expected. It’s a daughter. The Malfoy Heiress. The child who was supposed to secure a bloodline but instead becomes the reason two people finally choose each other.