pte
Daniel, one of the finest jewelers in New York, carefully opened it, r
in his hand. It was delicate, almost timid. Setting it back down, he reached for anothe
rp but quiet, "why isn't ther
htly, until his gaze landed on one ring. It was bold, unapologetically striking, and elegant in a way that demanded attention. He re
lly, placing the ring in fro
composed expression. Mr. Daniel smiled politely, gathering
ring catch the light. She had walked into his life with fire and steel
of him on the desk. The office fell silent again, but his thoughts were anything but
hadn't hesitated, but that doesn't mean he didn't notice the way her hands were trembling b
He picked it up, glancing at the screen. It was a message fro
eply. "Tomorrow mornin
the ring again, turning it over between h
glance up. Mose walked back in, his expression calm as a
e next shipment from the D Enterprise warehou
en hesitated briefly. "Will
reasons, it doesn't feel weird. With Mia in the picture, it wasn't just his resting space anymore.Though they weren't living together yet, but
s side for years could give. Mose had seen him at his worst, his lowest, and through every triumph.
n the street. Stefan hadn't thought twice about helping him. He'd pulled over, carried Mose to the car, and driven him to the hospital, ignoring the sting of alc
volumes. Even after he recovered, he never left Stefan's side. It was unspoken between them, but Mose had made up his mind. He owed Stefan his l
of that night, someone wanted him dead.
m since the contract preparation for his marriage to Mia began. It was a look Stefan had seen many times over the
with curiosity. He set the pen he had been holding down on the desk a
Finally, he spoke, his voice low but sharp. "Are you sure about this? Why
the weight of Mose's words settled in the room. "I know ho
hung in the air like a shadow. Stefan's calm dem
ms crossed as he watched Stefan closely. "But I trust you." He continued with a defeated lo
d never been blind, and Stefan valued that more than anything. But before
up without hesitation, his brow furrowing as his thumb slid across the screen