Three Billionaire Alphas on Their Knees
And now, precisely because of that absence, this young man was standing here, asking for permission to pursue her.
She looked at the token again, a wry smile tugging at her lips. At eighteen, Hector had renounced her in front of everyone, without ever asking if she wanted to be his. He had stood on that stage and dismissed her like she was nothing. Now this young man stood straight, holding his token with both hands, barely breathing, waiting for her answer. Her choice. Her answer.
Darcy held her glass and gave him a small smile, shaking her head gently.
"Thank you for the offer. But I won't be accepting any tokens tonight."