Claimed by the Wealthy Magnate

His heart thudded in anticipation as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a jewellery box. Not a doubt crossed his mind. Instead hope and love filled his heart as he flicked the lid open to reveal the ring he had designed himself—a twist of emerald, ruby and diamond that glinted in the wintry November sun.

‘Lady Kaitlin Derwent—love of my life, the woman I want to wake up next to for the rest of my life—will you marry me?’

Joy tinged her expression and her green eyes sparkled with the happiness he knew to be reflected in his own.

‘Daniel Harrington—love of my life, my rock, my best friend—I would be more than honoured.’

He slipped the ring on to her finger, and as they swept under the Bridge of Sighs he kissed her and knew that their love would indeed be eternal.

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