The Billionaire and the Matchmaker

“Michael Knight, nothing would make me happier,” she said, her voice thick with tears.

He shifted on his knee. “So, that’s a yes?”

“Yes, yes, a million times yes!” she yelled, throwing her arms up. “Do I have to scream it any louder?”

He grinned and plucked the ring from the box, sliding it onto her slender finger. Then, fed up with holding himself back, he pulled her into a toe-curling kiss that set his head spinning.

Never in his life had he imagined this as a possible future for himself—delirious happiness. Emily Sevenson had chased away the cobwebs in his soul and brought light into the deepest recesses of his heart. She had fixed his broken parts. He couldn’t be more blessed.

All the money in the world couldn’t buy that kind of love.

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