Page 62 of Fallen Legacy

“Ah, you finally noticed we aren’t going home huh?” he says, studying me from across the car. “Talk to me, Scar. What’s bothering you?”

I falter under his scrutiny.Just tell him.

“I guess the whole engagement party and everything is just freaking me out a bit,” I lie.

He nods his head. “I thought as much, which is why we’re doing this part on our own terms.”

I furrow my brow at him. “What does that mean?”

He smiles and shakes his head. “Wait and see.”

We drive for another thirty minutes and I’m becoming more intrigued about where we are going. I have no clue where we are. He eventually indicates off the main road, and we drive down a winding country lane. The road opens up to reveal a house on a hill overlooking the sea. It’s a beautiful house with glass everywhere so that you can enjoy the view from wherever you are.

“Let me guess,” I say, climbing out of the car and admiring the property, “another Savage house.”

“Mine, actually,” Archer says as he comes around my side of the car and takes my hand in his. “Come on.”

I shake my head in disbelief. In what world does a guy who’s not even eighteen own a house like this?

He leads us to the front door and unlocks the place, then tugs me inside. I’m surprised when we enter, as I can hear music playing upstairs.

“Is someone here?” I ask him, but he ignores me and gently guides me up the glass staircase. My mouth hangs open when we reach the top and I see the view. The floor to ceiling glass walls gives an amazing view of the harsh sea crashing against the rocks.

“Wow, this is stunning.” I find myself drawn across the room to the view. I jump slightly when Archer’s hands land on my shoulders.

“Gorgeous, isn’t it?”

I nod my head. “It’s perfect.”

“Come on, there’s more,” he tells me, as he guides me away from that captivating view. He pulls back one of the glass panels to reveal a decked balcony area which sits to the side of the house. The decked area is covered in fairy lights and candles and a hot tub bubbles away over in the corner.

“Get naked,” he tells me, his stubble tickling my ear as he moves away from me and peels off his t-shirt.

Okay, now things are getting interesting. I take a moment to just ogle him before I bend down and slip off my shoes. A minute later, I’m sinking into the warm water and settling myself in his lap.

“What is this all about?” I ask him as he hands me a glass of champagne. “It’s not my birthday for another four months.”

He clinks his glass against mine and smirks as he takes a drink. “This is about us taking back some control, Scar.”

He reaches over the side of the hot tub, putting his glass down and reaching for something in his trouser pocket. My heart stops dead in my chest when he holds a small black velvet box in his palm.

“Savage, what are you doing?”

He flips up the lid of the box and a beautiful ruby ring surrounded by diamonds stares back at me. I gulp when he takes the ring out of the box and captures my left hand in his.

“Eliza Holton, will you do me the honour of being mine?”

I swallow deeply as I look down at the ring and back up at him. “Wilbur is going to kill you. He had the proposal scene all planned out.”

Archer shrugs his shoulders like he couldn’t give a shit. “Like I said. I’m making sure this moment is about us and not about some PR stunt. So, what’s your answer, Scar?”

I look back down at the ring. He knows my answer; he knows that I have no choice in this matter thanks to Wilbur. My heart flips in my chest at how he has made this moment so damn perfect.

“Yes, I’ll be your wife,” I tell him, and I watch as he slips the ring on my finger. It fits perfectly but then I should have known he’d know my ring size.

“It’s beautiful,” I say, wiggling my finger and staring at the expensive ring. “Oh gosh, this is the ring I saw in the jewellers in London!” I gasp, eyes wide.

“It is,” he admits, rubbing his finger over the ruby. “I saw you linger on it, and I went back and bought it that morning.”

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