Chapter 11 - AN EMPIRE FOR HER
A year later, there were no fake rings and no pretend vows. We stood on the cliffs of the Amalfi Coast, surrounded only by his most trusted men and my best friend, Jade. I wore a gown of white lace, and Ronan wore a tuxedo that made him look like a dark god. Finn was a distant memory, a boy who lost a diamond while playing with stones. Ronan slid a new ring onto my finger—a heavy band of platinum and diamonds that matched his own. "For real this time," he murmured against my lips. "For eternity," I promised back. I had lost a cheating boyfriend, but I had gained an empire, and a man who would tear down heaven and hell to see me smile.
