Ronan Ross chuckled softly hearing the lady's thoughts echoing in his ear, which made him happy that finally Renna was thinking about him.
"There's a new trend to wear only one earring."
Ronan's meaningful grin hinted evil as the mafia king toyed with her hair lock.
"So, I have only one, specially designed for my bride."
Well, of course that was true because the set of jewellry was actually a recent product of Ross technology department.
Renna wrapped her arms around his neck and hushed in a barely audible whisper.
"Who's your bride, uh? We did not agree on marrying, Mr rich brat!"
Ronan chuckled at her remark.
"So, you are finally claiming that I'm yours with that title. Good, I liked it."
His intent stare and licking the lower lip made Renna's heart fluttered, though they both had claimed each other since long and now were being truthful to their hearts.
"But did you like my gift?"
