Chapter 10 - The Golden Promise
Later that evening, after the guests had departed and the final glasses were cleared, Adrian took my hand and led me up to the private glass terrace overlooking the Chicago River.
The city lights sparkled like a million diamonds against the dark surface of Lake Michigan. The autumn air was crisp, carrying the scent of pine and early frost. Adrian wrapped his heavy wool overcoat around my bare shoulders, pulling me back against his chest as we stood watching the city.
""You really gave the restaurant away,"" I whispered, resting my head against his shoulder.
""I gave it to the woman who showed me its true value,"" Adrian replied softly. ""You changed me, Sophie. You looked at a man who only understood violence and balance sheets, and you demanded that I be better. You saved my grandmother's life. You saved my soul.""
He turned me gently to face him.
Under the glowing moonlight, Adrian Voss—the man Chicago feared, the billionaire who answered to no one—slowly sank onto one knee.
My breath caught in my throat. My hands flew to my mouth as tears welled in my eyes.
From his pocket, he produced a velvet box. Inside lay an exquisite ring—a flawless emerald stone flanked by brilliant diamonds, glowing with mesmerizing green fire.
""Sophie Carter,"" Adrian said, his deep voice thick with emotion, his eyes shining with pure vulnerability. ""You stood up to me when you had nothing, and you stood beside me through fire and blood. I cannot promise you a life free of storms, but I swear on my life that I will stand between you and any darkness this world brings. Will you marry me?""
""Yes,"" I sobbed out, throwing my arms around his neck as he stood up. ""A thousand times, yes!""
Adrian swept me off my feet, spinning me around the terrace while the city slept below us. He slid the ring onto my finger, kissing me with a tenderness that made the entire world disappear.
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From the doorway of the terrace, Elisabetta stood quietly, a proud, joyful smile on her face as she wiped away a tear with a handkerchief.
Two months ago, I had lost my job, emptied my bank account, and faced a terrifying future all for a twelve-dollar lunch. But that cold afternoon, standing up for an elderly stranger hadn't ruined my life—it had led me straight to the love, protection, and home I had waited for all along."
