Page 65 of Cinderella's Fling with the Off-Limits Billionaire

“You had a lot to weigh up, between Jay and Harper and everything you’d been through.”

“But I am through it,” she said, eyes widening, because in her heart of hearts, she knew that was true. The shadow of Jay’s possessive control had gone; she was free. “And I think that’s largely because of you. I thought I needed to hear you say all those things, that I needed to hear you promise me your heart and tell me you loved me, but I realise now that you’ve been showing me how you feel this whole time. You’ve shown me how different you are from Jay, you’ve shown me that you’ll always be there for me. You’ve shown me in a thousand different and several big ways that you will do anything and everything for me. We were both just too blind to understand sooner.”

“But we see it now, don’t we?” he asked, urgently. “We see that we’re meant to be together?”

She laughed, nodding. “I definitely do.”

“Oh, thank Cristo.”

She tilted her head back and laughed, the happiness she felt unlike anything she’d ever known, unlike anything she’d ever thought she would experience. It was euphoric and it was perfect, because it was real.

“Ti amo, cara, bella, Perfetto Skye.”

“I love you, too,” she said against his mouth. And never had truer words been spoken.

When they’d finally broken apart, hours later, and remembered to eat dinner, Leandro brought Skye, both now dressed in fluffy robes, towards the bedroom Harper had used when she’d stayed with him last time.

“I want to show you something.”

“Okay,” Skye murmured, blissfully content.

He pushed the bedroom door inwards and flicked on the light.

Skye gasped, lifting one hand to her mouth. Far from being a generic children’s room, the space was now kitted out with a perfect princess bed, shelves of books and toys, and a wardrobe bursting at the seams with princess clothes.

“I was hopeful,” he said with a shrug. “And if you said yes, I wanted our new life to begin immediately. No more waiting. You will move in with me?”

A laugh bubbled up inside Skye. “Of course.”

He looked relieved though.

“Any more surprises, or can we go back to bed now?”

He looked a little sheepish. “Just a couple of surprises.”

“Oh.” Her eyes widened. “What now?”

He gave her a tour of the penthouse then, showing her the wardrobe he’d had stocked with designer clothes and shoes for her, as well a large bedroom with stunning park views that he’d had converted into a study. “For you. For whatever you want to use it for. A gym, an office, a library—somewhere to study if you decide to do your architecture degree. Anything you would like.”

Her eyes were huge. “Leandro. You’ve turned my parents’ house into a fortress, and yet you’ve done all this too?”

“They should be safe too.”

“They will be. He’s in prison.”

“But he has family, and he has money. I will not fail to take precautions again.”

Only Skye knew Jay was out of their lives now. He had gradually lost the plot, to the point of becoming unrecognizable to her. This was not a well thought out plan, he had simply become desperate and lashed out.

“And just one last surprise,” he said with a lift of his shoulders.

“You can’t be serious?”

“Okay, two.”

She laughed. “That’s not what I meant.”

He grinned, reaching into the kitchen drawer and removing an envelope, as well as a small velvet cube.

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