Me Quiero Casar Contigo Novels & Stories

Somehow. "I know it’s improper to propose without a ring, but I wanted this to be perfect. It’s been you from the very first day. Only you. I’m not perfect, but you make me better. I want to be yours forever, and I’m so grateful you chose me. Marry me, baby. Make me yours forever."

“Don’t you want to be with me anymore?” Her question feels so absurd, so ridiculous, because the only thing I want is to be with her again. The only thing I’ve dreamed about during this time apart is living with her again as husband and wife—as the family we’re meant to be. But the words won’t come, so I let my body speak. I cradle her cheeks and claim her mouth in a deep, intense kiss, loaded with every emotion I’ve kept contained. “Of course I want to, mia vita,” I whisper against her lips. “The only thing I want is to spend the rest of my life by your side.”

Luca said happily. "You're beautiful Mi Cielo" then he came closer to me and whispered into my ears. "Sei mi o, MI Cielo, non puoi correre You are mine, you can't run. Vuoi sposarmi, Prego Tesoro Marry me please, sweetheart." I stared at him. "Let's see how marrying you will look like" I whispered back to him. "You'll make a perfect bride, you are so beautiful " the sales attendant said smiling.

My wealth means nothing to me without you. I needed words of love, not wealth. “I need you.” His voice was a soft caress, the summer breeze ruffling his dark hair. “I’m not signing the contract and you seem to need that to trust me.” I waited a few seconds, hoping he’d tell me otherwise, but instead he laid a feather light kiss on my cheek. “Marry me,” he asked for the second time today. I wanted, scratch that needed, to hear him tell me he loved me. “Why do you want to marry me? Because I’m pregnant?”

So, I walked over to him and wrapped my hand around his waist. “Please, I want this, I don’t want to be a laughing stock, I don’t want to embarrass you and I want to be worthy of marrying you too,” I pouted. “I don’t care about all that. And who ever says a thing against you will surely fall by my hands,” he growled, clearly not heeding to my pleas. “Would you kill everyone who says I can’t dance as well?” I asked. “Even when it’s the truth?” he went quiet and stared at me.

“Will you be the mother of my child?" “I know, when I proposed marriage it was just a deal. But that was for you. Because I married you to make you mine forever. I always wanted to live the rest of my life with you. But for you it was just a deal. Now I want to propose to you sincerely. No deal. No Revenge. No Game. Only love. So tell me, will you become the mother of my children?”

“But you get what I’m saying, right?” Her brows furrowed in confusion. “What are you getting at?” “I want us to live together. As a couple.” Her jaw dropped. “W-what?”

Right now . I want you in my life. I want to grow old with you. I want to spend every second of my life with you. I want you to be my wife and the mother of my child someday. I wish to have a normal life with you like every other couple. I've everything I want in my life, Home, Money, Expensive Cars. If you say yes, I will get the privilege to have a family & you, my love, my Zoya. (coughing vigorously)

"please... I need you to not just hold on but to fight too... I miss you Vee.. God I miss you..." I sighed, "so... I just want you to get back to me so that we can do what we always wanted... start a family.. I wanna give you kids Vee.. I want to marry you and start that as soon as possible.. so you have to get better please." I kissed the tip of her fingers and closed my eyes, "baby please... please, I'm ready... you're the only thing missing now, you are all I need please... please come back to me...

He kisses my neck, stares at me, and says something desperate that takes my breath away. — I wish you so much. I want to make love to you, cariño!