Romans & histoires King Proposal

Because even though he and his companion, Easton, were clearly older than Romero they dare not offend or disrespect him in any way. “Why?” Wilson, the billionaire's PA asked with a frown seated on his face, why were they stopping the approval of the deal after coming so far? With a deep breath,Mr Jackson replied “Clause 6 states otherwise.” Romero retracted his gaze and followed down to clause 6. “It states that an individual willing to join the Old Wealth must be responsible-” “Excuse me?!” Wilson exclaimed with shock, he stared at both the old men and then to his boss.. Were they planning to have their heads on a platter? How dare they call Romero Kingsley irresponsible?

I had begged my aunt to let the Alpha handle this meeting, but my aunt shook her head, telling me the Alpha had traveled for an important meeting. Feeling defeated, I decided to get ready to see the twins after such a long time. What were the odds that today I had also discovered about having their baby? Sally made sure I was looking like a royal queen, as I had disclosed to her how the twins had treated me, of course omitting the part where they had rejected me as their mate.

The three of them shut the door behind them. Something was wrong. I straightened. “Why are you all back in my office?” Jeffery glanced at Kellan, then back at me. “We have a problem.” My jaw tightened. “Define problem.” “Bellamy submitted a proposal to the president this morning,” the PR manager said evenly. “An hour before your meeting ended.” I stared at him. “Submitted what?” Jeffery swallowed. “The project.” For a second, my brain refused to process the words. I honestly thought I’d misheard him.

' thought the king who didn't ask Ekylrious about the case anymore cause he thought that it would be troublesome . The door of the king's office knocked and the professor came in a rush . " Your Majesty ! Your Highness ! " said the professor and bowed . " What brings you here ? " asked the king . " Your Majesty , I would like to advise you to sponsor miss Kiara's education in the Royal academy . " said the professor in a begging tone still bowing . The prince and king looked at each other in a surprised manner . They were a bit shocked that someone as proud as him would bow on the ground asking for Kiara to be enrolled in the royal academy .

“No. You, listen. What makes you think that after coming out here reeking of sex, wearing my fiancé’s shirt, and accusing me of stealing your ice-cream, that I’d be stupid enough to pretend that we can be friends?” “We don’t need to be friends. We just need to stop bantering like this--- wait. Did you say fiancé?” Did I just sleep with an engaged man? Is this what Cillian wanted to tell me? “So Cillian didn’t tell you?” “Tell me what?” “The wolf blood council approved the proposal to have an Alpha King throne here in the Mid-West. Pack alphas will be encouraged to nominate themselves for the position. The wolf blood council will choose and appoint the Alpha King base on his background, blood

He was the crown prince, the heir apparent, there to learn at the feet of his father, Richard Reed, a man whose presence filled the room even when he was silent. Today, for the first time, Julian was not just an observer. He had been given the floor. His voice, though slightly nervous, was clear and passionate as he presented his proposal. It wasn't about hostile takeovers or maximizing shareholder value. It was a comprehensive plan to modernize the company's oldest factory, improving worker safety, increasing wages, and investing in greener manufacturing processes. “...and the initial outlay would be significant,” Julian concluded, his eyes bright with idealism, “but the long-term gains in

It took me a second to realize what he had done. "I know you are probably wondering how I'm spelling you but that doesn't matter. I have a proposal for you. Marry me and give yourself up to me." Alexander said causing me to squirm. What was in this food? "I see you are hesitant but I'm not the only God that can do this now. Realities have changed and there's a price on your head. Gods are giving everything they have to be able to spell you. That's why I was so upset that I couldn't find you. I'm the high king and I only need you." Alexander stated. Klaus wasn't lying.

"I believe the welfare of the citizens should come first. If there are people temporarily or permanently disabled, quick supplies would aid them in their daily lives. They could get back to work faster and make more money for their families. Plus, the world is always a better place when there are lesser sicknesses and diseases to worry about, or isn't that right, Mr. Fickleson?" "Ms. Kenton--" "Answer the question, Mr Fickleson. Isn't the world a better place with lesser diseases and disabilities to worry about?" "Yes, Ms. Kenton," "Then you may proceed." He clenched his fists and heaved out a breath. "Ms. Kenton, is it true that your dad is offering you the seat of presidency in KGroup? Are

he explained briefly, continuing to click on the keyboard. "With that being said, you will be happy to know that your next client is none other than Thompson King. He's known for making large scale donations to small scale companies. Has helped revamp the central hospital down south and.." "Hold your horses, Rod. I'm not interested in knowing about his schemes. At least, not today. I told you that I don't operate on weekends. You know this too." Her voice was firm, leaving no room for discussion and Rod knew very well that she meant it.

I lifted my brows, resting my hand on the backrest of the sofa beside me. “It’s no news to me or to anyone at all that Killian is hellbent on keeping that fat whore in the palace, that was the whole reason I came back to take my place and save the face of the royal household. Tell me something I don’t know, Arnold. What did he have to say about the proposal?” He coughed into his fist and adjusted slightly, “We tried our best to change his mind. We used the law, we even went as far as using our positions as elders of the high council to impose the proposal on him..”