Margaret Muir
The Price of Money
He was undoubtedly the most proud, handsome and successful man she knew. His eyes were storm grey, his hair black as a raven and his body toned to perfection.
"I know you've a liking for the good things in life Mairi and I can give you grand houses, designer clothes and jewels that will dazzle your eyes. They'll be yours if you marry me"
Her heart was breaking, her beautiful brown eyes drowning with tears.
"I'm sorry Declan I won't marry you, for with all your riches, you haven't offered me what I value most in life, unconditional true love."
He was undoubtedly the most proud, handsome and successful man she knew. His eyes were storm grey, his hair black as a raven and his body toned to perfection.
"I know you've a liking for the good things in life Mairi and I can give you grand houses, designer clothes and jewels that will dazzle your eyes. They'll be yours if you marry me"
Her heart was breaking, her beautiful brown eyes drowning with tears.
"I'm sorry Declan I won't marry you, for with all your riches, you haven't offered me what I value most in life, unconditional true love."
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