Perfect Proposal Bl Novels & Stories

“This is brilliant work, Juliette. I really… have to hand it to you.” He picked up the white file and flipped the papers again, his eyes reading swiftly as he said, “You even made the numbers between the two proposals as close as possible, so they’d have a hard time choosing.” He replaced the file and picked up the black one and repeated the same action as he added, “And they’d mess up their instincts and go for the first proposal. Which means… that proposal benefits us the most, am I right?” I froze inside. I didn’t expect him to catch this particular detail.

He opened the proposal and read who knows what. "I showed this proposal to my father," Willow admitted. "I was curious about the design prepared by your team. So, I went to them. I showed this proposal to my friend. He's a builder and thought it was brilliant!" "Your friend is not my guy. He doesn't know my standards for renovating buildings entrusted to me." I turned to Patrick. "I'll show you the revised proposal. You'll like the surprise I've prepared for you." "No need, Blaze. I love this!" he exclaimed happily. "Your proposal can't get any better than this. Uh." He glanced at her daughter before looking at me again. "But if you have a better design, I'll check it."

A brief silence followed before one of the delegates said, “Can you please let her know we’re willing to reschedule? We all came to Italy for this meeting.” “Of course,” the assistant replied, hurrying out. Five minutes later, she returned, holding a file. Her face was pale. “Gentlemen,” she began softly, “your proposals have all been approved. Congratulations.” A ripple of relief and satisfaction went around the table until she hesitated, flipping a page. “However…” she paused, “Mr Max Ethan Anderson of California…your proposal has been withdrawn. The board has decided not to proceed with your offer.” The room went quiet.

Rachel gave her father a grateful smile and felt thankful towards him. After clapping for some while, the noise gradually died down, allowing Rachel to say, “I can see we have some promising leaders here”. She mentioned. “And for those companies, who tried their best to write a proposal amidst the prompt memo, I have gone through each one carefully, and I must say, many of them were truly impressive and excellent. But one in particular stood out for its directness, clear vision, strong structure, and promising potential. We are excited to move forward with that proposal, and we truly appreciate the time and effort every team put into this process.” She said,

With each word he reads from my proposal, my breathing is getting heavier. Finally, he closes the file and gazes directly at me. Fear in my eyes is obvious, something that anyone could easily catch. At that same moment, I’m curling my toes. “I apologize, Miss Bennett, but — we can’t accept your proposal. The story is good, but the budget is not manageable. You should try somewhere else.” He utters in a hoarse voice, echoing the same words I’ve been hearing for the past three months.

Everyone in our circle knew me as Violet Gilman's devoted lapdog of a boyfriend. If she told me to jump into a river, I jumped. If she wanted me kneeling in the rain all night, I knelt through the night. I was so obedient that when she kept a boy toy on the side, I'd even volunteer to bring him condoms. People in our circle praised her for raising such a good lapdog, and sneered at me, certain I'd stoop to anything just to marry into money. But when she brought up marriage herself at a family dinner, I shook my head and turned her down. "I've already done everything there is to do. Marriage, though? That, we can skip."

“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.

“Here.” “Are you proposing to me right now?” Seb asked as he excitedly collected the gift box. “You wish.” “That’s a relief then,” Seb let out a sigh of relief. “I want to be the one to propose to you.” “Would you just stop talking and open the box?” “Yes sir,” Seb nodded then pulled open the box to reveal silver bracelets. “Blue-” “I noticed you kinda wore bracelets,” Alex nervously scratched the back of his neck. “And ever since you forgot the one you usually wore in the hotel room, you just seemed to stop.”

He took my hand in his and softly stroked the back as he watched me intently. "I have a proposal for you." I held my breath and motioned for him to continue. The anticipation was killing me. "First, I want to assure you that no matter what your response, I will take care of your tuition. If you decline my proposal, you can forget about it and still get funded for your college education without worry. Don’t forget that because I don’t want you to be forced into anything. You will always have a choice."

She nodded and let Althea take her cup with her. “Okay. I’ll take my leave then.” Althea excused herself and went out of the office. Verosha sighed heavily when she recalled what Mr. Castle was thinking. She would agree to the idea if he made legit and no loophole proposals that he kept sending to her emails. “He couldn’t minimize the loopholes in his proposal, how does he think that they will agree on his offer?” Verosha thought to herself and shredded his denied proposal. “Dirty way.” she added before she went back to work since she’ll leave at noon.