Novel & Cerita Bridgerton Fanfiction Watching The Show

The both of them worked quietly but in sync. When their food was ready, they both huddled together with a plate each in front of Amelia's flat screen TV to watch Bridgerton. Mia found the film interesting and was very eager to watch Queen Charlotte. By now it was already so late but the two women who had their eyes glued to the television did not notice. The both of them jumped when they heard a loud knock on the door. It was like the person outside was trying to break the door down. They looked at each other with questions in their eyes.

I slowly closed the door and then walked towards the couch, I could hear the noise coming from what I assume is her bathroom or bedroom. I turned and behind me was a kitchen. Wasn't too big but it was perfect for the room. I went to the couch and sat down... the tv was on playing Games Of Thrones... This show I honestly didn't understand... and it just reminded of Katharina and how much she loved the show. It was cute really. How she'd gush over it and how she looked excited talking about it.. I smiled a bit thinking about that one moment she said she'll force me to watch the show. Sending me a meme of someone forcefully holding someone's head with a caption "letting someone watch my favorit

“No, Paige. You’re the one who has the power to destroy me. I feel like I’ll die if I ever lose Gwen and you.” He said and our lips touched. Suddenly Callan stopped swaying and I turned to look at who he was staring at. “I have to borrow your man for a minute, Paige.” Callan’s dad suddenly said. “Sure, Mr. Holden.” His father smiled at me, but Callan looked pissed. He whispered in my ear before answering his dad. “I’ll come and find you after, and we can do that Bridgerton scene you wanted at the gazebo out back. No one ever goes there. Are you going to be okay until then?”

Even if it means destroying his own happiness. Juliet watched him closely. “Your choice, Damian Cross.” Damian closed his eyes. And the cliffhanger tightened like a noose.

Antonia’s pov. Bridget, Tieran, and I stand in the living room, eyes hard and gazes directed downwards. There’s silence and I'm thankful. I’ve been needing this silence for a while now but there hasn’t been any. Bridget seems convinced she’s onto something with her suspicion about Malachi. She thinks Skye isn’t crazy and Malachi has a male lover somewhere. I wouldn’t have been able to argue anything other than the fact that Malachi does not look at men that way. I don’t think he can.

His gaze was on Jonah instead, who had passed out on the floor next to the trash can. He told his men to help Jonah up. Then, Dexter turned to Liam with a fierce look in his eyes and asked, "What is the meaning of this, then?" Liam maintained his calm facade and said, "He harassed my girlfriend. Even if he's family, I refused to let him off the hook that easily. Certainly you're not interested in getting involved in my family matters, Mr. Ashford?" Dexter's expression shifted. I knew that he must be thinking about the conversation I had with him earlier, about me wanting to marry Jonah instead of Liam.

“Haven’t you used I*******m before?” Diane ignored her. “Is she right?” she asked Nicholas and he nodded. “Okay, do it,” she said. --------------------------------------------------------------- Natasha was passed out on the couch two hours later. The three of them – Diane, Natasha and Nicholas and ordered take-outs while watching television. Natasha had forced them into binge-watching N*****x shows. A movie was playing lowly on the television while Nicholas and Diane sat near each other, looking at the television……. Actually, Diane was looking at the television while Nicholas was staring at Diane.

I said, still holding his face. His laughter faded as we locked eyes, the tension between us palpable. Dante cleared his throat, breaking the moment. "So, uh, what are we watching?" he asked. I sat up. "We could watch Bride Wars, I've only seen it once, so yeah." "Bride Wars it is then," he replied, navigating through N*****x on his TV to find it. The familiar faces of Liv and Emma appeared on the screen, eliciting a squeal from me and a groan from him.

A week had passed and Vivian was still not home from her so-called trip. Although, she had called Scarlett to inform her that she would be back the following day. The maids arrived to clean up the place because Vivian did not like to see even a speck of dust. Adrian and Scarlett were in her room, binge-watching one of Scarlett's favorite shows and having snacks. Adrian did not even like the movie, but he decided to watch it because she loved it. He didn't even concentrate on most parts of the movie, because he was far too busy thinking about how he was going to end his marriage plans with Vivian when she got back.

I took my phone from the floor and walked off, I was halfway upstairs when he said with a husky voice, “ If you really love your mother, do this for her and put everything behind you.” I took in a deep breath, calming myself as I rolled my eyes over his naivety. My mom just wanted him for his money, then the idea hit me… then I could want him for his body. “ Ahan.” I moved down the stairs with a bright smile, sitting back down on the rug as we watched the movie. We were watching Bridgerton. Season one, epic. I have watched this before but it felt different with him, maybe he was my own duke of Hastings. Episode after episode, we drew nearer without realizing it and the pressure in the air in