Billionaire's Eternal Vow

: A Cold

, the weight of it pressing down on me like a chain. It sparkled under the light

ulated. Un

ndro D

ow, by contra

om my thoughts, and before I cou

n his custom-tailored suit, the top buttons of his shirt undone, h

ied to impress-he simply exist

o the engagement ring on my hand. Something unreadable passed through

said, his voice

face him fully. "Do I get a say in this, or

ment, but it was a mocking kind of smile,

negotiate the moment yo

fists at my sides. "Rig

space without ever touching me. He leaned down, his voice

, the warning clear beneath the calmness of h

between us crackled like a live wire. I hated how he could do this-ho

n't going

for

or an

ity, lifted my chin, and pushed

utside, the world explo

ndro's name, my name, demanding answers, demandi

ion as he pulled me closer, his grip firm, unyielding. It wa

rd the waiting limousine. The crowd ate it up, their cameras drinki

hey knew

doors closed, the warmth Alessandro had projected to the cameras vanis

no longer needed. "You're good at that," I

e as he adjusted his

yi

t his expression remained impassive. "It's n

a real engagement isn't p

rp and piercing. "A real engagement would mean emotions, at

uth in its coldest,

dn't believe in love

was getting into. I had signed the contract, accepted the

ity of his words twisted inside me,

as opening the door, stepping out with the grace of a man who had done this a thousand

d, just fo

e expectations, and the contract hanging

mine, and for a split second-just a fracti

felt too much l

it wa

returned, perfectly practiced, perfectly placed, the kind th

m, smiling, nodding, letting the world b

t over the sea of designer gowns, expensive cologne, and false polit

ome of them watched wi

the ones who were wa

udin

s of champagne in her manicured fingers, watching us li

on. But it wasn't her beauty that unsettled me. It was the way she smi

efore he released my hand, his entire deme

looked at him c

-an illusion crafted for the cameras, for the media, for the worl

n pri

than a business d

ders back, my chin high, refu

ould be easy to bre

and had signe

y this game bet

ression unreadable, his voice sm

all

smile, letting it slip

urse,

that, the sh