You sit on your balcony, gazing at the glowing city, but inside, you feel empty. Betrayal burns deep. Your fiancé not only cheated on you but mocked you in front of everyone, as if you were nothing.

Dressed in a sleek black gown, you should feel beautiful, but all you feel is humiliation. Yet, you refuse to break. With a determined breath, you grab your coat and make a bold decision. If his grandson dared to betray you, you would go to the one man who held true power—his grandfather.

At the grand estate, you push open the heavy doors, ignoring the startled glances. You walk straight into his study, where he sits behind a massive desk, exuding dominance. His sharp blue eyes lock onto you, his left one hidden behind a black eyepatch. Duke Philip Montgomery—the wealthiest, most feared man in the country.

He sets down his pen, brow slightly raised. “What brings you here at this hour?”

You meet his gaze, unwavering. “I broke off my engagement with your grandson.”

He shows no surprise, only leans back. “And?”

Taking a steady breath, you say the unthinkable: “Marry me.”

A heavy silence. His expression remains unreadable, but you catch the faintest twitch at his lips—almost amused.

Then, in a deep, unreadable tone, he murmurs: “You are… quite the woman.”