The Anchor’s Flight: Seven Years in the Sterling Shadow
Language: en
I was with him for seven years. Now, he’s getting married. On our last night, he was like a starved animal, tracing every inch of my body as if trying to memorize the map of me. When I woke up, he slipped a five-carat diamond onto my finger, his voice a low, gravelly hum: "Every night, same as always. You stay here with me." My body went rigid. Zane Sterling arched a brow, letting out a sharp, mocking breath. "You actually believed me? You really can't let go, can you?" "My fiancée is the jealous type. I don’t want her finding out about our... history." "I’ve set you up on a date tonight.…