Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

Tam Let's get out of here. Away from all these people. You could even build a branch for your business there."

My heart warmed at his good intentions and my lips stretched into a smile. "I would like to 11 started, "but I still have some things to take care of here. Once I wrap up things at the company, I'll go to Italy with you." I decided to add, "For a while though. To see where you lived."

He smiled. "I can't wait."

"Me either. As for Mark, I've thought it over. I think I've been too arrogant lately, at least to him. I've been touching his nerves and pushing him to the wall. It's time I tone it down or just stop. We're business partners now, I shouldn't be too concated towards him."

"And you should keep your distance from him too," Lucas added and I giggled.

"You jealous man," he teased.

He shook his head with a soft smile. 'Nah. You've given me zero reasons to be jealous. I'm yours and you mine, forever."

"Aww," I pulled him, "Yes, Lucas. I will forever be yours."

"Speaking of forever." Lucas trailed off and pulled away. I watched him with furrowed brows as he got on his knees and dug his hands into his pants pocket. "What are you doing?" I asked, puzzled.

He removed his hand from his pocket and opened his palm before me. I covered my mouth as I gasped when I saw the ring in his palm.

"It's beautiful." I cooed. Then my smile fell and my heart hammered in my chest as he took my fingers and gently slipped the ring on the middle finger.

"Mark?

He placed a kiss on the finger with the ring. This is my mother's family ring. It went missing a long time ago; thankfully, I found it at the auction yesterday."

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The ring was so beautiful... It looked so ethereal that I didn't want to ask the exorbitant amount he had to bid to get the ring because I was sure if I did, it would make me feel dizzy all over again.

"Now," he cleared his throat and continued, "With my mother's ring, I'm asking you to marry me." He looked away from the ring and held my gaze, "Will you marry me, Sydney?"

My breath caught in my throat and my lips parted at the raw emotion in his gaze. My eyes watered and I pulled him into a hug.

"Ofcourse, Lucas, I will marry you. No matter' ow many times you ask, my response will always be a yes."

His hands tightened around me and I heard him murmuring a 'thank you' or was it 'thank God'? Then he pulled away and took my mouth in a breezy kiss.

"You know, I've been dreaming of marrying you since we were kids," I giggled to myself and he chuckled.

"I dreamt of having you by my side till the end of time."

He took my lips for another kiss. It started tenderly, soft and short. A peck on my nose, my chin...then he connected our lips again.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

I let out a contented sigh as I ran my fingers through his curls while he let out a guttural groan at the gesture.

His hand found their way under my shirt and mine found its way to the buckle of his belts. Frantically and still somehow slowly, we got rid of our shirts. He eased my back to the bed, muttering sweet nothings into my ear after nibbling on it.

Soon, we were both naked, our limbs entwined. Our breathing was ragged as our hands explored each other's body. Whenever Lucas and I were alone, it was hard taking our hands off each other and it was what was happening now.

Suddenly, my phone rang out. "Pick it up," Lucas murmured huskily against my neck and I dazedly shook my head. “Let it be."

"Might be work..." he drawled as his lips made its way down the door of my stomach.

1 let out a frustrated sigh and snatched the ringing dette on stages when i saw the caller's ID. "It's Mark," I sad aloud and went back to zegry fingers along his muscled back

“Hmm,” he hummed absentmindedly, I do he even heard me

If it was so serious, Mark could easily reach out to Grace, Rege coil rest this break

Almost instantly, another ringing sound filled the room. Even Luators frustrated sigh. I giggled. "Might be work I deepened my voice, iritzing him, His face was still buried in between my books when he blindly reached for his phone, knocking off some items in the process.

"Mark," he gritted out.

"Oh come on, what does he want?" I whined. Lucas was now looking up at me, a few strands of his messy hair fell over his eyes and made him look even

more attractive.

I shrugged, "Just answer it, otherwise he might come over and tear down my house."

Lucas hesitated, his brows knitted in a frown as he watched the phone ring. Eventually, he swiped right, "Mark, what's up? He practically growled the question and I covered my mouth to hold my laughter. The phone was on speaker so I could hear Mark's voice on the other end. His voice was calm, but the words he spewed out de