To celebrate this year’s record–breaking profits, Elias planned the most extravagant party London had seen in years.
He invited everyone–partners, competitors, royalty in both silk and blood. And me.
A week before, he handed me a dress.
“Wear this,” he said simply. “You’ll look perfect.”
I thought it was for show–for appearances, so I’d match the room when he introduced me to his powerful friends.
But I was wrong.
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When I arrived that night, Elias met me at the entrance himself and led me away from the glittering chaos.
Just him and me.
He wore a pitch–black suit, tailored to lethal perfection. But his tie–his tie matched my dress.
“Selene,” he said, voice velvet–dark and steady, “you’ve worked with me for two years now, haven’t you?”
My heart fluttered.
Was this a goodbye? A shift in our arrangement?
“Yes,” I replied, wary.
He smiled faintly, like he knew exactly what I was thinking. “I’ll admit, when we first met, I didn’t see you like the others. The women I kept around were… different. But you? You weren’t just a woman. You were a force.”
His hand reached out slowly–not demanding, just… offering.
“But I have to be honest now,” he said, locking eyes with me. “Selene, I’ve fallen in love with you.”
The words struck like lightning.
Of all the outcomes I’d prepared for–this wasn’t one of them.
Elias Knight. The man who built an empire with silence and steel…. loved me?
I felt the heat rise to my cheeks, my breath catching.
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He smiled gently “Don’t answer now. Just know this–I’m a man of promises. I never make one I can’t keep. If I say I love you, Selene, I mean it. Every word. Nothing less
Then, carefully, he reached again–his fingertips brushing mine.
*I’ve never met someone like you. And if I’m being honest, I think I fell for you the moment we met. But back then. I didn’t dare say it.”
His voice dipped to a whisper, brushing against the shell of my ear
I hadn’t even considered the possibility of Elias Knight loving me. Let alone asking for my love–right here, right now.
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He stepped in, cutting me off. “I’ll prove it to you–Selene, have I ever let you down?”
I looked up into those steel–blue eyes. And for once… I didn’t see the mobster. I saw the man.
Slowly, I smiled. “I’m not a coward either. So let’s do this. I trust you.”
Elias’s whole face lit up–like a boy who’d just been handed the world on a silver platter.
The King of London… undone by a single yes.
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The very next day, he brought me to meet his family. He said he didn’t want to wait another second before introducing me as his girlfriend.
I expected icy stares. Formidable mafia types. But instead–his parents were warm, gracious.
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His mother even clasped a velvet box into my hands. Inside, a delicate necklace shimmered under the chandelier light.
“This,” she said, smiling, “is only passed down to the next Mrs. Knight.”
I tried to refuse. She wouldn’t let me.
After Elias and I got together, the business soared. He trusted my instincts, championed my voice.
Within a year, we’d opened four more casinos across major English cities.
I was named Vice President of the Knight Casino.
And on New Year’s Eve–under a sky bursting with champagne–colored fireworks–Elias got down on one knee. Everyone he knew was there. Even my mother–who Elias had personally flown from Chicago to London.
She couldn’t stop talking about him. Couldn’t stop smiling.
News of our engagement swept across the mafia world like wildfire.
Every syndicate whispered the same thing: Who was the woman Elias Knight chose as his queen?
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