Page 10 of The Sicilian Billionaire's Neglected Wife

“So...what do you think?”

“A-About what?”

“Will you marry me?”

The words hung between them like stars she’d never dared wish on.

Eight names on a list.

And for sure, all the other girls were prettier, posher, and better in just about every way.

And yet Aivan Cannizzaro had chosen...her.

Sienah, the housekeeper’s daughter.

I can’t believe this, God.

I just can’t.

But thank You.

She took a deep breath.

And then she slowly lifted her gaze to his, all the while fighting off the urge to throw herself into his arms because even this early on, she knew...

He would absolutely hate her drawing attention like that.

And so, even with her heart already leaping for joy, and butterflies going crazy in her stomach, Sienah knew that in order to be the best wife for Aivan, she had to put his needs first, which was why, all she could say was...

“Yes, Aivan.”

Her voice only shook the slightest bit.

“I will marry you.”

Part Two