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“I’m afraid I cannot accept such an honor” Dom shook his head “That’s not the title I want”

The world dropped from beneath her feet

…

The crowd gasped, but Donored them They didn’t matter to him Only Elle mattered She was the only one who really ever had, and she looked like she was about to faint or chop off his head with the sword in her white-knuckled grip He needed to get talking fast, or she just ht pick the more old-school route of the two choices

“You see, I’irl ants e my every move She’s stubborn and impulsive and even tried to shoot me”

Her lips twitched, and her death grip on the sword loosened and she sheathed it “It was just the once, and you deserved it”

Soft chuckles frolitterati surrounded them

“You see, I’m not in love with the queen” He took her free hand in his, that fa his dick to stone “I’m in love with Elle”

Realization dawned in her eyes, and her cheeks turned that distinctive rose that was all Elle “And she’s in love with you”

“You always have choices, Elle, even now that you’re queen” He dropped down to one knee not because she was his queen, but because she was the woman he loved, worshipped, and adored “Will you, Elle, choose me, Dom, not as a member of the Resistance, but as the man you love?”

For too long his life had revolved around revenge, around keeping control He’d had no idea it could be different, it could be more until he’d kidnapped the woed everything

“Elle, I have billions in the bank, people at my disposal, and countries I can influence, but the only title I want is husband—to be your husband Will you marry me?”

Tearsbut sad “Yes”

Do their bodies, and brought his mouth down to hers in a kiss that pro for them It was forever

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