Romans & histoires His Majestys Proposal

“I have my ways, Miss Lopez. Nothing can stay hidden forever.” She smirked and my heart skipped a beat. Where was she getting at with this? “Okay, so what’s your proposal?” She leaned back in the chair and the guards tensed up, the hands grabbing their guns. Shivers ran down my spine. “It’s simple. Sell Royal Suites to me.” My jaw dropped. “What? Are you crazy?”

“ You look stunning today” Alyssa pressed her lips to thin line at his comment unsure of how to reply. It seemed to her that Quinn was very easy going and not as cold as the world pictured him to be. *If only Tina wasn't... * She shook her head at her silly thought. They was no way it was going to happen. Quinn already told her right from time that he was madly in love with Tina and she shouldn't try to fall in love with him since it would only hurt her in the end. If only she had known that a simple gesture would make her begin to have strange thoughts, she might have as well reconsidered the proposal but then again, she didn't have a choice than to agree under the imposing and suffocatin

Chapter 6: The Proposal Max and Emily's relationship continued to blossom as they navigated the ups and downs of life together. They had faced challenges and overcome them, and their love had only grown stronger. One day, Max realized that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Emily. He wanted to wake up every morning with her by his side, to explore the world together, and to build a family. He wanted the proposal to be perfect, so he spent weeks thinking about the ideal location, the right words, and the most beautiful ring. He finally decided on a romantic getaway to Paris, the City of Love.

I like his name on my tongue. I especially like how he gazes so intently, so heatedly at me. I’m about to press him more deeply as to what it is that he’s in search of. But he beats me to the punch. “I have a proposal for you, Bailey Storm.” His piercing gaze does not waver. “I want a child.” He does not flinch. “A royal heir,” he continues. “I want you to give me one.” He’s dead serious. I’m not even halfway through my second glass of champagne, so I know I’m not drunk.

“Mike, can you take care of that for me?” “Of course, Mr. Bennett!” The man grabs the reins of the animal and takes little Alex with him. At that moment, I fixate on the fascinated gaze of a mother at her son. “Have you thought about it?” I ask evasively, calling her attention to me. “About what?” “My proposal.” Julia takes a deep breath and averts her eyes from mine to gaze at the vast field and some horses grazing there. “I don’t think it’s right for us to do that, Mr. Bennett. We’d be deceiving the people around us.”

“Um, yeah so I look forward to hearing your proposal.” “Right, down to business,” he said hastily. “So I feel this proposal will benefit both of us tremendously. I’ve been working on it for over three months. I’ve gone through it several times but, of course, you’re welcome to have your legal team give it a thorough look.” “Yes, that was the plan Mr. Steele,” she said smoothly. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Jess give a small smile but kept her eyes averted.

“Of course I’m sure. We’ve been doing this for so long, did you really think I never wanted a long-term thing?” She sighs. “Well, I can’t deny any of what you just said. Besides, I also dreamt of the long-term thing.” “Exactly. So we do not need to banter on this too much. Just accept my proposal and tell me you will do it.” I apologize, slowly dropping into my feet. Her eyes widens in surprise. “Your majesty, what are you doing?”

“First of all, there are already HUNDREDS of your exes wandering around outside, which makes me want to kill someone. And second—before proposing to me, you should have mentioned that whole ‘no divorces in royal families’ thing. I would’ve thought twice!” “First of all,” His Majesty snaps back, clearly getting irritated, “those exes mean absolutely nothing to me. And second—I proposed to a woman I am madly in love with, a woman I am confident in, and I have no intention of divorcing in the future! I don’t need any mistresses, favorites, or—especially—additional wives!” Kays steps closer, his eyes blazing with firm certainty. “You, quite miraculously and all on your own, are more than enough

His sight never leaves the Majesty's exterior, yearning the Majesty not to burst out his negative emotions. "The Archduke of the Raphbarg Kingdom proposed to me that he will find Lady Iris's remain in two days. In return, we shall not raise a war until the forthy-eight hours expires." The Earl informs in much sincerity and honesty while pausing his speech. The Majesty shallows his saliva in astonishment to hear the Earl's words. Nevertheless, the topic piques his interest, and he wants to learn more. Earl Ciel notices the Majesty's wondering expression, so he opens his mouth again.

His usual composure slipping up due to the unforseen situation. "A proposal? But aren't we already..." "Not that type. I hope you were only making a joke." "No sense of humour... Why, yes. That was exactly it. So, my dearest King... What is this... proposal?" "I just thought that we should have some ground rules. I know you'd probably miss your motherland and all. So read this... And give me your opinion on the matter." "Hmm? That's unexpectedly kind of you." "Well. Yes, of course. You're my... erm... wife now... I have to do this at the very least."