“I gave it to you. Keep it. I don’t even know if it’s valuable or not, wifey. I just know it’s the first gift I’ve ever given you, and it suits you. So keep it on.”

Henry’s fingers brushed against Fulvia’s neck as he gently clasped the necklace back in place. His touch lingered a second longer than necessary.

“I know, young master, and I truly appreciate it, but…”

Fulvia lifted her hand to remove it again, her fingers searching for the clasp…

But Henry suddenly leaned in.

Her breath caught.

His lips pressed softly against hers, silencing the rest of her words.

“I said it’s for you,” he murmured...