She stared down at him, her heart racing in her chest. The sincerity in his words struck a chord deep within her, touching parts of her she didn’t even realize were yearning for this moment.
Enrico’s grip on her hand tightened ever so slightly. “I’m not a good man,” he continued, his voice thick with emotion. “I am possessive, controlling, and I demand loyalty above all else. But I promise you this, if you give me your heart, I will guard it with my life. If you give me your trust, I will never betray it. And if you say yes, I will spend every day proving to you that my love is stronger than any darkness I’ve ever known.”
He reached into his pocket and produced the same velvet box, now with the ring gleaming more brilliantly than ever under the lights. “Marry me, Isabella,” he said, his
