Never Beg For A Billionaire

Thirty minutes before the engagement gala was scheduled to begin, Adam Clifford received a phone call from the woman he had never managed to forget.

Over the speaker, Celine’s voice broke into fragile, breathless sobs.

"If I told you… that I only left all those years ago to keep you alive… would you still marry her?"

Adam went silent for two full seconds. Then, without a word, he ended the call, took my left hand in his, and slid a ten-carat diamond ring onto my finger.

In that quiet dressing room, with the weight of the platinum against my knuckle, I truly believed this…