Chapter 10 of 20
On My 22nd Birthday, a Torrential Rain Raged
"She’s just a fragile princess, but you’re strong enough to walk home in the storm." On my 22nd birthday, my boyfriend abandoned me in the pouring rain to comfort his crying ex. He thought I’d always be his obedient shadow, but I blocked his number, destroyed his favorite replica painting, and vanished into the night. When he finally chased me to Milan, he found me locked in a passionate embrace with a ruthless billionaire art collector. Luca knelt in the mud, crying and begging for a chance, but my new billionaire husband sneered: "Mr. Luca, thanks for giving up your substitute, now she is my queen."