Chapter 10 - The Real Vow
Six months later, the sun set beautifully over a pristine private island in the Maldives.
The fake contract they had signed a year ago was currently burning in a silver fire pit on the beach.
Chloe stood barefoot in the white sand, wearing a stunning, simple white silk dress that caught the ocean breeze.
Julian stood before her, looking incredibly handsome in a tailored linen suit.
There were no paparazzi, no high-society elites, and no vicious rivals.
It was just them, Chloe's mother, and a completely shocked priest.
Julian reached into his pocket and pulled out a velvet box, revealing a flawless, brilliant-cut diamond ring.
"A year ago, you fell asleep on my shoulder and accidentally stole my frozen heart," Julian said smoothly, a rare, genuine smile lighting up his face.
Chloe giggled, tears of absolute joy streaming down her cheeks.
"I forced you into a fake arrangement because I was terrified of admitting what I truly wanted," he continued.
"But today, I am asking you to make it real."
He slipped the breathtaking ring onto her trembling finger.
"Will you marry me, Chloe, for real this time, forever?" he asked softly.
"Yes, a million times yes," Chloe whispered, throwing her arms around his neck.
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Julian spun her around in the sand, kissing her passionately as the waves crashed against the shore.
The ruthless tycoon had finally found his humanity, and the tired little nurse had finally found her fairytale ending.
