Blackmailed into the Billionaire's Bed(48)

Because of Kendall and the profound impression she’d made on him, his vision for the future had changed. The unrelenting drive and sheer ambition that had compelled him all these years to seek evermore power and wealth no longer controlled him as it once did. Like a millstone being removed from around his neck, he didn’t need to prove himself anymore. Discarded on the scrap heap of humanity as a child of little consequence, he’d established himself as a man to be reckoned with. Against all the odds he’d made it. He’d had a point to prove, and prove it he had, but none of that mattered a crock of shit if he couldn’t spend the rest of his life with the woman he loved—Kendall.

Mac cupped her sweet face in his hands and, looking directly into her beautiful blue eyes, whispered, “Kendall, you just don’t get it, do you? I love you. I’m not playing or toying with your emotions. I genuinely mean what I say. I want to marry you and spend the rest of my life with you. So whaddya say, honey?”

Tears began slowly trickling down her cheeks until she huffed out a breathless sigh. “Yes, oh God, yes. I love you, too, Mac. You’ll never know how much.” She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him close, letting him know just how much she needed him. “Hold me, Mac, please.”

One hundred percent certain that he’d made the right decision, he tenderly kissed her cheek. “Hold you, honey? I can do better than that. I’m never gonna let you go.”





THE END