Futuro Esposo Novels & Stories

“That’s not a real decision.” “Sure it is.” “It’s a decorative decision.” “An important decorative decision.” He rubbed his forehead dramatically. “I can already see my future.” “You mean the part where you marry me?” “Yes.” “Terrifying.” “Absolutely.” I bumped his shoulder again. “You’re lucky I’m generous.” “Generous?” “Yes.” “I’m allowing you to marry the future Luna.” He raised an eyebrow. “That sounds less generous and more threatening.” I laughed softly. The sound carried through the clearing.

Indeed, her phone is already not available for call and message today. On the other hand, Eric desires to apply a job @ the bank as a manager. For him, he needs to find a job so that he could buy several gifts during his wedding proposal to Zyrril. Well, he takes his time to find in the online. However, he is worrying to his qualification because he does not finish his college yet. Despite that, he promises to himself to do his best. According to his friends, he is not necessary to be good for the interview, since he is already good-looking guy.

Perhaps Diaz will volunteer to lend Edwin his voice if there is a category for choosing the most dramatic employee at the annual company function, and Edwin will take home the prize with a unanimous vote. “Yes, I asked what your response would be because I knew no one else would ask you that and I wanted to know.” “You bastard." “Your answer?” “Well, maybe I will accept.” Diaz widened his eyes, "Is that true? Before, neither there was something similar nor nothing like it." "Diaz, in today's society, there are girls who are willing to be as serious and concise as that. Why else would someone ask me to be their first married spouse? Just make it official if there is!"

He walked toward me through the snow, one slow step at a time, his eyes full of something that looked like worry. When he reached me, he pulled me into his arms. His breath was warm against my ear. "Anna, it's been three years. You've lost weight." A scent of peaches clung to him, sweet and unfamiliar. He smelled different now. He used to carry a faint trace of tea. I recoiled at his touch, pushing him away. His pupils contracted for a second. Then he smiled. "Our little Anna's all grown up. Knows the difference between men and women now. But I'm still your future husband. Don't treat me like a stranger, okay?"

I feel like the luckiest person in the world, and the mere thought of our future together sends a delightful shiver down my spine. "Hey, Mr. Future Spouse," I murmur affectionately, my voice filled with tenderness. "Before long, you'll be my husband, and I can't wait to take your name as my own. The idea of sharing my life with you fills my heart with immeasurable joy. I am grateful beyond words that you said yes to me, that you see something in me worth loving and cherishing."

A smirk plays on his lips as he turns his attention back to me. “Yes, the future husband,” he says, his voice dripping with insinuation. “Does that mean you haven’t done it yet? I will have you know that I’m amazing at planning for such things. I’ve arranged many matings in the past for my many brothers and sisters. If you wish, I could find the perfect resort for your bonding—”

Despite the confusion and uncertainty, Lisa can't deny the flutter of excitement in her chest at the thought of what the future may hold. Lisa asked, “When are we getting married?" Adrian thinks something, and then “Soon, I will remember my promise.” Lisa happily hugs him, and Adrian lies quietly. As they lay there in each other's arms, the future may be uncertain, but for now, all that matters is the warmth of Adrian's embrace and the promise of a future together. ***********************************

Fuck. My lame protestations fell off into nothing. “The future is just a….very long time.” I said after a minute. “If you’ve already got someone, then I want to find my someone as well. That’s all.” “No.” His flat response struck like a whipcrack. “...No?” “No.” He nodded curtly, “You are not leaving. You are marrying me as Luna. There is no other future that is acceptable in this scenario.” “Doesn’t that strike you as unfa-.”

As he went to walk away I could hear as he shifted back into a large beautiful man. With one glance back at me he murmured “They will all pay my love don’t you fret, I will make them all pay soon” With that he bolted off into the forest. A few hours later I stirred awake at the peeking light of the bright sunshine. “ITS DAWN!” I missed my gathering last night! ‘What if my mate was there?’ ‘What if he mated with someone else?’ If an unmated male chooses he can pick any mate he desires. Mostly alphas choose to do this to keep their packs strong and genetics strong as well. It’s despicable to reject your mate but it happens.

He'd rather fuck a white and leave than a woman who was his maid unlike Matteo who would sleep with anything female. "When am I meeting your future wife?", Matteo asked him. "Tomorrow is the wedding so you'll see her", Enzo said. "Then, can I take your place and marry her while you run away like in those stories?", He asked and Enzo raised a brow at him in amusement.