I’d been staring at Bella for a while. She was asleep beside me, peaceful and unaware.
It was already past midnight, but I was still awake, my mind running in circles. She, on the other hand, slept like she owned the bed. Comfortable. Safe.
I smiled at her. She was still beautiful, even like this.
“Bella,” I whispered and brushed my thumb over her soft cheek.
“I’ll do everything to keep you, Bella. I’m not letting you go. No matter what happens. Even if I lose everything else.”
Earlier that day, in a meeting I hadn’t asked for, my father dropped a bomb. My appointment as CEO of De Silva Company was on hold. I wouldn’t get the position unless I divorced Bella and married Shopie instead.
He threatened my inheritance, too. If I stayed with Bella, I’d get nothing from the company.
