Novel & Cerita Betrothal Sentence

To her being someone's betrothed meant being friends forever and Tamera seemed to have scored that goal with Xavier, and that meant she had become more important than her "Uncle what is a betrothal ceremony?" she had asked Zuri following Tamera's visit. Zuri had spared her a surprised glance before responding "Its a friend, a very special friend." "Special friend? Xavier is my special friend uncle, does that mean he is my betrothed?" "No no Sham. A betrothed is the one who will be your friend forever. The one you will love very much and the one who will love you very much as well such that nomatter what happens you will always be together."

Swallowing, she continued, “you see, that day, three years ago, your birthday wasn’t the only reason why I returned. There was something important that I needed to tell you.“ The more he listened to his mother, the more he sensed he wasn’t going to like where she was headed. “There’s someone whom you've both been betrothed ages before you were even born.” “When your grandfather passed the baton of Beats Corporations to your father, he faced challenges that almost led the corporation to rock bottom. Seeking assistance, everyone turned their backs on him, except for one friend of his who offered help with a condition.” Jennifer inhaled deeply, “The two friends signed a contract—a betrothal con

“Then don’t change the subject.” He threw down the papers. “I’ll get you a damn ring, alright?” “I want it now—not at the wedding.” Now he just looked perplexed. “For hating me so much, you seem to be in a hurry to marry me.” “It’s not that. I just want everyone to know I’m betrothed.” He raised an eyebrow. “Did someone bother you?” I didn’t want to talk about the creepy man who had made me feel uncomfortable in my own office. Hopefully, I’d never see him again. “A few men have taken an interest in me. If I were wearing a ring, that probably wouldn’t happen.”

"Perhaps you'd like to explain to your betrothed exactly what this is." The word landed exactly where she'd aimed it. Betrothed. A term the council had used so carefully for months, softly, tentatively, as if testing how the pack would receive it before making it official. She'd never once heard Kade use it himself, not once, not in any of the stilted, formal conversations they'd shared over the past year. But the wolves around her didn't know that. To them, hearing it spoken aloud made it sound like a fact.

"You could take me, or we wouldn't be mates... But if you don't want my dick inside of you, I would gladly eat you out again. It was sexy when you squirmed on my tongue. Sadly, you're fighting the mate bond today." "Because I don't want to marry a stranger!" I argue and curse myself for finding him charming. Those bedroom eyes are weakening my resolve, goddamn it! "I thought we agreed on me wooing you? We would date before we officially married. The contract will do for now. I'm happy being betrothed to you." "Date?!" I exclaim. "Where would we even go? It's not like I can bring a demon to a restaurant!" "We would obviously date in my world, silly. But I'm interested in going to a restaurant

Akata pushed her away. Merindale chuckled. “ Were you afraid because of this? Well, I have a plan. I can ask my father to make you my betrothed. There shouldn't be any problem after that's done. So… are you coming with me or not? ” she asked, extending her hand towards him. “ What's a betrothed? Is it like a medicine that cures illness? ” Merindale broke into laughter. “ You can say that. It's the only medicine for our disease at the moment. ”

She looked at Angelica and gave her a really long look. “Well, she is in front of you, say what you want to say. Who knows? I might just get you married to him,” she said, and I looked at Angelica as she took a very deep breath, putting on a shaky smile. “Well, you created that rule, so it’s only fair I get married to him,” she said. Aunt hummed. “Why should I get you married to him?” she asked. “Because he is my betrothed,” she said, like she was stating the obvious.

The word landed deliberately. “I’m your betrothed,” she added softly, as if reminding me of something I’d momentarily forgotten. “And I already told the maids to prepare something for us. They should be arriving at any moment. I know that you don’t like surprises, but you haven’t eaten, I asked them, and if I had asked you… you wouldn’t have told me that you didn’t eat.” I exhaled slowly, but Elara didn’t stand down from whatever she was proposing.

When he finally spoke, his voice was rougher than I’d ever heard it. “Her name is Helena.” The name alone scraped something bitter inside me. He exhaled slowly. “We grew up together.” Of course they did. “With the council watching us like hawks,” he added, voice quieter, “they decided, before either of us could protest, that we were to be betrothed.” My pulse stuttered painfully at the word that had just slid past his lips. Betrothed. The word echoed in my chest, acid and fire. “But I rejected it,” he continued, eyes locking on mine. “I rejected her. There was nothing between us then, and there is nothing between us now.”

she huffed and was glaring at him snaking his hand In her waist he led her to her room. "What are you doing Ben!" He opens the door and she unconsciously enters the room. "Am bethrothed to you, and you to me, so why is my fiancee scared" he teased. "Wait, what?" she wondered this betrothed of a thing she doesn't understand. "Silly girl, to us bethrothed is just like getting engaged then waiting for the final wedding." She was lost, thinking hard on what he said. 'engaged already?' "you are kidding me"