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He helped her up, kissed the dirt from her cheek, and whispered against her ear: “I would have burned the world down to find you again.”

Rio smiled. It didn’t reach his eyes. “Whatever you need to tell yourself, agapi mou .” The wedding was in a Greek chapel on a private island. Lily wore a simple ivory dress — not because Rio was cheap, but because he’d insisted she choose. “I won’t costume you,” he’d said coldly. “You’re not a possession. You’re an investment.” lynne graham books

He looked at her. Just looked. Then: “You still sleep on the left side of the bed.” He helped her up, kissed the dirt from

So Lily had written a breakup note. She’d said she was tired of being poor. She’d called him a mistake. Lily wore a simple ivory dress — not

“I protected it.” His jaw tightened. “Until he died, I never called in the debt. Now I need something from you, Lily. And I will take it.”