Chapter 646

Chapter 646:
Her gaze followed the veil-like bursts that drifted over the woman’s profile in the sky, the glowing blooms in the distance, and the ring brought forth by the great whale display.
Then came a sight that made her breath hitch—her own name spelled out against the vast night sky.
“Is that… me?” Millie’s voice was barely above a whisper.
Myron gave a slow nod, his hand reaching for hers.
“As I’ve always wanted,” he said. “Millie, I want to take away everything that man ever did to hurt you. Every scar he left—I’ll heal it.”
His fingers closed firmly around hers, holding on with a strength that left no room for doubt.
“From this night forward, whenever you see fireworks or a ring, let it remind you of this moment. And when you think of the one you love, know that it’s me.” For the first time, there was something fiercely possessive in his tone.
Millie tore her gaze away from the fireworks and focused on him instead. In those slightly reddened eyes, her own reflection shimmered back at her from the depths of his pupils.
A small flutter stirred in her chest.
Memories returned of the day he had taken her to that chamber, showing her all the paintings as if revealing a piece of his soul.
He had loved her for so many years, and his patience had matched that devotion.
Heat welled in her eyes, and she let a soft smile form.
“Alright,” she said quietly.
Myron’s own lips curved, though his eyes glistened. He drew her closer, unable to look at anything but her.
After swallowing the lump in his throat, he cupped her head and pressed his lips to hers.
This was not a gentle kiss.
𝖀𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊: g⍶𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀ꞏ𝖼𝗈𝗆
It came with an urgency that stole her breath, his arms locking around her as though he meant to fuse her into himself.
Overhead, the fireworks roared and scattered in brilliant bursts, but Millie no longer knew where she was.
The only things she felt were the heat of his body and the searing warmth of his breath.
Far below, in the street, Brandon sat behind the wheel of his car, looking up at the night sky—and at the couple locked in that kiss. Every fiber in him wanted to break them apart.
Vivian’s voice echoed in his mind, holding him back.
The promise he had made kept him in place, hoping she would never speak of the past again.
His grip on the steering wheel tightened until his knuckles blanched, the ache in his chest nearly unbearable. This text is hosted at.net
Pulling out his phone, he opened Millie’s chat.
“I’ll hand over the Bennett family’s assets without question. I’ll uncover the truth about your father’s death. I’ll treat you right, Millie. Don’t choose him, don’t get engaged to him. Please… wait for me.”
Brandon pressed send. Unlike before, when his messages disappeared without a reply, something happened immediately.
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