Because Your Love is a Negotiation
I am Rowan Donovan, the Principessa of Boston’s ruling family and the Don’s only daughter. For six years, I hid my identity, devoting myself to a penniless Julian Thorne and helping him claw his way to the top of the city’s elite.
I thought I would be his bride. Instead, he proposed to Seraphina Ricci, the heiress of a rival family, for the whole world to see.
The man who once swore me a lifetime of love knelt before another woman, pledging himself to her in a public marriage alliance.
My father, Don Donovan, confronted him. "Rowan is your woman. What the hell do you think you're doing, marrying someone else?"
Julian’s expression was cold, dismissive.
"She's a nobody, some girl off the streets. She's not fit to be my wife. She was there when I had nothing, but she can't give me the future Seraphina can."
Hiding behind the door, I felt my heart shatter. I finally understood. I was just a pawn, a piece he could discard without a second thought.
I looked at my heartbroken father and forced a bitter smile. "Papa, I gambled and lost."
I accepted the marriage my father had arranged for me long ago. But on the eve of my wedding to Cillian Kavanaugh, Julian knelt before me, his eyes wild with regret.
"Rowan, I was wrong. Please, don't marry him."