Chapter 114

Vincenzo POV

A week of luxury. A full week of indulgence, excess, and pleasure. Some might call it hedonism; others might envy it. For me, it was a way I could give Little Mouse a token of our love.

Today I was going to give her a diamond ring.

The jeweler's showroom was immaculate—rows of glistening gems, polished surfaces, and velvet--lined cases meant to scream exclusivity. Yet, none of it impressed me. Earlier, I'd found a ring that caught my eye, but upon closer inspection, it was disappointing. It lacked substance, charm. Cheap.

No man worth his salt would give such a thing to his wife, least of all me. My wife deserved something unique, something unparalleled.

It took a few minutes. Before I saw it. It was hidden from plain eyes and then moment I saw it, I knew it was for her.