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"Open it." Inside the box lay a small pocket knife. The blade was thin, clean, and gleaming under the candlelight. Beside it was a scrap of paper with a single sentence written upon it: A woman who loves does not need her finger to hold power. "Derrick!" "You said you loved me." “Yes, you are more important to me than my own life.” "If that is true, this will not feel heavy. One finger. Your ring finger." "I wear our wedding ring there."

Kathleen followed his gaze, wondering what he was about to say. "That door leads to a bedroom behind this office. I use that room to rest or in case I need to stay at the company. If you still aren't wearing our ring by Monday, I'm going to take you in there and f*ck you like I did the other night," his words slowly turned into a wicked whisper and he showed his left hand to her. There was a platinum ring around his fourth finger and he let her take a closer look at it. The words 'My Love Kat' were engraved beautifully on the ring.

CHAPTER 73 Wolf Ring Wolf Ring - A fake wedding band, engagement ring or ring set worn on the ring finger who wants to appear to be "taken" 73 "Can you still stand?" He asked me after opening the front door of his mansion. "Yeah yeah!" I shrugged him off. Both of us entered the foyer as he lights up the entire living room. Jesus Christ this mansion is just insanely huge. I know I am drunk but I'm hella sure I wasn't hallucinating right now. I tripped over the small staircase cos I was busy looking around the house full of beautifully expensive furniture from everywhere in here and Nick quickly caught me.

Tori gagged and ran off to the bathroom. I moved closer. Lying in the small box like a grotesque Christmas present were ten chopped off fingers and a silver wedding ring. "Oh my God" I breathed. "Is that-Oh shit.... I'm so sorry, Red" Lee said, looking as torn as Red looked. Red suddenly stormed out of the room, locking the door behind him. "What was that?" I asked Lee, dreading his answer. "The ring was for Red's mom. The last time we visited her, she'd painted her nails blue"

"Is there another way to write? My hand hurts, so I pass first. There's just sending letters, how about that?" She didn't answer me and kept looking at me. I caught her gaze even though all her expressions were the same, she didn't understand me. "Never mind, you can go," I pushed her away and dropped my body on the bed again. When I was left alone I closed my eyes tightly and raised my palm. I saw the diamond ring on my finger, an engagement ring to be exact.

“ Malcolm, who is that at the door? “ A woman’s voice asked from inside. She came into sight with a toddler in her arms and stared at me in question. I stepped back like someone had slapped me across the face. That was when I saw it. There was a ring on his left finger. There was also a ring on her left finger. I couldn’t stop the tears that were falling down my face and blurring my sight. “ Go back inside, Gianna. I’ll handle this. “ He said to the woman. She hesitated before going back inside. I knew she would be looking out the window to see what was happening.

“We have to go to church, and Sin will want to be alone to remember his mother.” “All right,” Poppy said. “Have you told Aunt Paige the happy news yet?” Viola said. “What happy news?” Poppy looked at me and her daughter. “Look at his right hand, Mom.” Viola glanced at my hand. Poppy obeyed her daughter's words. She glanced at my hand. Everyone knew I had a ring on my right thumb. It was my father's ring that I wore in his memory. The ring on my ring finger was my wedding band.

I kept my eyes on his before moving it to my finger, where I saw a gold ring on it I gasped for air and moved the ring closer to my face. "Oh my God... baby, this looks beautiful; was it handmade?" I asked him, and he nodded while staring at me, it was a gold ring with the first letters of our name L&O intricately designed on its surface

The joyful moment we had been seeking was finally here. As I blinked my eyes, my gaze fell upon the sparkling diamond ring on my hand. It was nestled in a black box, adorned with a blue handkerchief, shimmering and reflecting beautiful colors. I couldn't wait to kneel down on the floor, gently slide the ring onto her middle finger, and place a tender kiss on it, sealing our love like a king.

"How else is it supposed to get on your finger?" "The normal traditional way" "Don't you think highly of yourself?" "I'm not going into that room without that ring on my finger, and there is no chance in hell that I will place it on my finger , so you have one of two options to pick. I either go into that room with the ring on my finger, in time for the announcement and save both our faces, or I stay out here, miss the announcement and destroy both my reputation and that of the Valentinos. I don't think you'd want to lose face in public given how prestigious your family is"