Reborn and Left My Mafia Ex Begging
Tears slid down his cheeks—not from weakness, but from love so deep it had nowhere else to go.
I leaned close, wrapping him in my arms.
“Come on,” I whispered at his ear, “don’t cry, Mr. Knight.”
His hands tightened around mine. “Have I let you down?” he whispered back. “I promised I’d make you the happiest woman in the world… have I?”
I smiled through my own tears. “Of course not. I am the happiest woman. Because I’m marrying the best man on the planet.”
He kissed me hard, fierce and full of promise. And just before we turned to face the cheering crowd, I leaned in close once more.