There is no greater fear than the loss of love. I've buried the woman I once wanted to spend my life with. Lost the son that I should be teaching to play rugby now. To lose Luxury Whitson is a pain worse than death. As a duke and a billionaire, I've always gotten what I wanted. She was always meant to be mine. Mine to own. Now, all I own are my bloody tears, and I’m not ready to let those fall yet.