Do You Want To Marry Me Novels & Stories

The way he was looking at me was enough to tell me what I needed to know. “You want to marry me, Zayed?” His eyes lowered to my lips as he nodded slowly. “I want you with me. I want everyone to know that you are the person I care about. That you are mine. Is it bad that I can’t see myself with anyone but you?” I let out a soft laugh and answered, “The thought of you with someone else makes me jealous, so no, that’s not bad.” “Then let’s get married.” I raised my brow at him, leaning closer and humming when his arm wrapped around my waist. “What about my age? Didn’t you say you would never marry a fifteen-year-old?”

Entwining the fingers of her hands around her knee Bella takes a deep breath, but her eyes never leave my face. "What I was tying to ask you, before I started sounding like a raving madwoman, is if you still want to marry me. Like really start going down that whole picket fence, SUV, two point four kinds road that will likely turn me into a recurring alcoholic at 33." "Marriage doesn't really mean we have to change the way we live," I try to object, but she interrupts me before I can even formulate the whole thought. "I know. But this is so not us!"

“Daisy, I want you to have the wedding you want. I’ll even stand up to my mother for you. I want you to be happy. But I need to know: do you want to marry me or not? “I just need to relax and think for a little while,” I said. You don’t know what it was like. I was so stressed out.” “You didn’t answer my question,” he said. “This isn’t a game. I want a straight answer right now. Yes or no, do you want to marry me?”

“So did I.” He sat across from me, uninvited but not unwelcome. The silence between us felt comfortable, honest. “You asked me to marry you,” he said, his voice even. “We agreed to speak properly. So here we are.” I met his gaze. “I know.” His eyes didn’t waver. “Do you still want this, Althea?” Hearing my name—without ‘Miss’—made my stomach flutter. “Yes,” I answered, no hesitation this time. “I still want it.”

What if he did not want to marry me? "Babe, do you hear me? I will marry you when it's right. For now, you want to further your education, and I do not want to pressure you into marriage. I want you to happily marry me and happily make up your mind to be with me for the rest of our lives," Mark said, and I drew a deep breath and exhaled, not knowing if I wanted to get married or not. Was I in a hurry? What if Mark eventually finds his real mate? What will happen to me?

I'm never going to enter into a marriage with Frederick ever again. "But I want to get married. I really want to be married with you" He said with a pout. "If you want a marriage so much, you can go out there. I'm sure that there are lots of women who will be more than willing to get married to you then. But I'm not. I don't want to get married right now. You can either understand this and wait, or you can go look for someone who's willing to get married right now!" I said. I am already tired of having this conversation over and over again.

“Amara… from the moment you walked into the company—no. Too corporate.” I grimace. “Amara, I love you more than—no. Too cheesy.” I exhale and try again, quieter this time. “Amara… you changed my life. You changed me. And I don’t want a future that doesn’t have you in it. I want every tomorrow with you. Every ordinary day. Every difficult moment. I want a life we build together.” Pause. “Will you marry me? ” My throat tightens. Yeah. That’s the one.

He said sharply. He was right. This conversation would have ended a long time ago with a resounding no if he didn't have all these things against me. “Why do you want to marry me?” I asked, my eyebrows were almost connecting, creating deep lines in between my forehead. “That’s for me to know and for you to not give a shit about. Besides, you need this more than I do. I'll pay you handsomely and you'll never have to work a day in your life again.”

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she is the girl you can't resist and want to get married amelia:- hi I want to ask something me:- why you are looking so serious tell me did something bothering you amelia:- my father is rich and stubborn as you know that right. and he searching man for me. me:- that nice so what happens, don't you think it is too soon to get married. amelia:- you don't understand me. I was thinking that I want to marry you. I know you don't have a girlfriend. can you ask for my hand from my father? me:- OK I will ask for your hand don't worry if I tell the truth I am not ready for marriage but I say yes and I was struggling to raise my business and marriage is so much for me but at that time I can't see her