The Anchor’s Flight: Seven Years in the Sterling Shadow

Summary

I was with him for seven years.

Now, he’s getting married.

On our last night, he was like a starved animal, tracing every inch of my body as if trying to memorize the map of me.

When I woke up, he slipped a five-carat diamond onto my finger, his voice a low, gravelly hum:

"Every night, same as always. You stay here with me."

My body went rigid. Zane Sterling arched a brow, letting out a sharp, mocking breath.

"You actually believed me? You really can't let go, can you?"

"My fiancée is the jealous type. I don’t want her finding out about our... history."