Novelas y relatos de Emma Lovewell Fiance

“What are you talking about, Elliot? What do you mean by this, lady? Have you forgotten how you proposed to me and promised to marry me?” “That never happened, woman. I already have someone I love and care about; her name is Sophie.” I declared, looking at her straight in the eye, but from the corner, I also could sense my father's fresh gaze on me now; this was also coming as a surprise to him. I never gave him the hint that I liked our financial analyst in our past discussions. “So wait, you want to leave me and marry a woman with three kids, is that right?” Olivia asked with a pout.

So who knew what other women came after Courtney and until Amber? Leo had told Amber without shame he’d lost his V Card at sixteen to his first real girlfriend while she housesat for her aunt one weekend. He was quite the little stud, though not much into casual hookups. He just had lots of girlfriends in his younger days it seemed. At least until the humanitarian Eloise Calloway claimed the chef’s heart for a few years. Their engagement ended when she went to work in Africa and Leo stayed behind for Grayson pretty much. It had broken his heart and made Grayson feel guilty as fuck over it.

With that, she finally settled back into her seat, ready to engage in their awaited conversation. Eloise looked just as stunning as the last time Lumiére had laid eyes on her. There was no denying that she possessed all the qualities one would desire in a bride and wife for the High Lord. She had grace, beauty, and an air of sophistication. But there was one problem that nagged at Lumiére's heart—he didn't love her. His heart belonged to someone else, someone named Raven. The thought of spending his eternal existence married to a woman he didn't love filled him with a sense of despair. It would be a life of unhappiness and misery.

Maybe they weren’t related. She stepped closer, her voice soft, almost apologetic. “We’re not trying to hurt you. We just want what’s best for Damien. And you’re… not.” Eleanor added, “You’re a distraction. A charity case he picked up during whatever phase he’s in. But phases end. And Damien—” she paused, glancing at her, “—he’s already spoken for.” I blinked. “What?” “They’re engaged,” Eleanor said simply, like it wasn’t the most violent sentence I’d ever heard. “Have been since last year. Quietly. Ava’s family has been a friend to ours for decades. She knows our world. You don’t.” Her name was Ava.

’ The second headline made Avery realise why Eloise might have been trying to reach her; somehow the situation felt funny but her smirk was robbed by the next headline. ‘Finn Archer’s Ex-wife, Evelyn Archer, returned as fiancée of Arden Archer, claiming he saved her.’ Avery grimaced as she felt a bitter taste in her mouth after reading the news. Avery could smell the trouble brewing. She wasn’t sure how to handle resuming the company after the holidays were over, but now she felt like she was going to be terribly busy.

Sebastian’s POV A few months ago “Did you confirm this already?” I asked Marcus, my eyes scanning the report he just handed me. “Yes, sir. She left three days ago.” My fists clenched. I knew it. Eloise was the one I married, because she’s the one who left the country right after the wedding. She’s my wife. “But why didn’t we find anything about her the first time we looked into the Everhearts?” I asked again, voice low but sharp.

Although she had never publicly admitted a relationship with me, our closeness far exceeded mere friendship. Just as she prepared to ask where I was on my honeymoon, Lilian Maxwell’s voice called out to her from inside. “Come in, Ellis. Although Jon isn’t here, I wish to speak with you.” In the fragrant tea room, my mom regarded Ellis carefully, her voice calm and measured. “Jon is married now. A future with him is impossible. Yet, neither Oscar nor I prevented it. “Perhaps we also wished to see how long Jon would persist in this love.

"Ellie handed in her resignation two days ago. I recommended her for a position in Pavrielle. She's probably on the plane by now." The words had barely left his mouth before Logan dropped to his knees. His voice was hoarse with desperation. "Chief Blackwell, please, transfer me to Pavrielle. Ellie's my fiancée. I can't lose her." Chief Blackwell was baffled. "You're always running around with that trainee of yours, Janice. The two of you are practically joined at the hip. Even the team's been whispering about it. And now you're telling me that you're engaged?"

Great, he was busy talking to someone else so I could have Natalie all to myself. Lucas clinked his glass. “I still can’t believe Arthur actually went through with this wedding.” “Well, it may not seem like it but he really truly loves Eloise,” Emma said. Lucas clinked his glass. “I still can’t believe Arthur actually went through with this wedding.” “Well,” Emma said, glancing at the couple, “it may not seem like it, but he really, truly loves Eloise.” Lucas turned to her, softer. “You can tell when someone does.”

"You married her within a month of her engagement ending." "Yes, we did get married in a hurry. Eve was my best friend for seven years before she became my wife. When her previous relationship ended, and she needed someone she could trust, I was there. That's not suspicious, that's what love looks like." Devin's voice was steady. "I have loved Evangeline Lovelace in one form or another since we were sixteen years old. The fact that we formalized our relationship quickly doesn't make it less real. It makes it more urgent."