I've Decided To Marry You Novels & Stories

Grey pops up inside my head and I buckle my knees as heat floods me. "Have you made a decision?" He repeats his question. I let out a breathe and smile. "I'll marry you."

Then again, harder, because apparently my verbal skills have completely abandoned me and nodding is all my brain can manage. “Yes,” I whisper, and the word comes out like it’s been waiting five years to escape. “Yes,” I say again, louder this time, because fuck it—if I’m going to marry Alexander Coleman, I’m going to own that decision completely. The rooftop erupts.

“Is that a yes? Or are you tricking me now?” A nervous laugh escaped me. “I mean… it feels so fast. I’ve barely wrapped my head around moving in with you, and now you’re asking me to marry you. And honestly… this isn’t exactly the proposal I pictured from you.” My voice softened, trembling with honesty. “But… yes, Ram. I’ll marry you.”

“In Italy. Just a small one. For next spring. I want it to be just us, close friends, and family. I want to marry you there.” Her eyes widened. “Kai…” “You don’t have to say yes now,” I added quickly, cupping her cheek. “We’ll plan everything together. But I just wanted you to know. I’m serious about forever.” She smiled with tears in her eyes. “Of course I’ll marry you there.” “I love you,” I breathed, holding her tight against me, like letting go wasn’t an option. And it never would be.

“Not for a second.” “You don’t have to say that.” “I’m not saying it because you want to hear it.” I turned to face her fully, needing her to understand I meant every word of it. “I’m saying it because it’s the truest thing I know right now. Marrying you was supposed to be a strategy. It turned into the only decision I’ve ever made that had nothing to do with strategy at all.”

Like something that had been decided. When he pulled back, he was still close. "I love you," he said. I blinked. He held my gaze, and whatever I was searching for, the clause, the joke, the escape hatch, wasn't there. "I love you," he said again. Then, quieter: "Now I can have you to myself." Then he continued. "I'm going to marry you." A laugh came out of me before I could organize a response. "You're not serious." He was looking at me the way he looked at things he'd already decided.

“You think I give a damn about old superstitions? You think I care about some archaic belief over the way I feel about you?” She said nothing, but her eyes filled again. “I don’t care if I have to marry you in a back alley,” I said hoarsely. “I’m marrying you today. You’re mine. And I’m yours.” “But what will everyone think?” she breathed. I gave her a sharp look. “Let them think whatever they want. They’ll forget by tomorrow. Or not. I don’t give a shit. But they’re going to remember that I married you. That I chose you.”

I reluctantly stood up and dragged myself to his office, study or whatever he calls it. I knocked softly even though, I am not in the gentle mood. Mr Howard opened the door and ushered me in, I sat down on the couch in his huge study and he... "I'm gonna make this quick," He inhaled deeply. What does he want to say now.. Talk already. "I want you to get married," He stared at me and I stared back confused. "I'll do that when I fall in love, not now," I said. "I already choose someone for you," He said.

"I should have done this long ago, i hope it's not too late now. My love, from the moment I met you, I knew you were someone special. You have brought so much joy and meaning into my life, and I can't imagine a single day without you by my side. Today, I want to take our relationship to the next level. I want to commit to spending the rest of my life with you, to grow old together and to cherish every moment. You are my soulmate, and I can't wait to start this next chapter of our lives. So, I have a question to ask you - will you marry me? Will you promise to be my partner, my best friend, my confidant, and my love forever? I have a ring here, a symbol of my commitment to you, and I hope you

Noah finally answered. Grace gasped and now sat facing Noah, saying, "You did that? So you deliberately set me up with the option to get married? So what if I refuse to marry you?" "So what? I have two million percent confidence that you will accept this marriage proposal. Besides, if you refuse, you can't run away from the debt I've already incurred for your mother's hospital fees." "I'm sure my beloved is still the same woman as before. You never run away from responsibility."