Regency Romance Sims 4 Novels & Stories

Amora bit back a smile and gently patted Regis’s hand as it wandered playfully up her body. "Don’t you think you’re being childish, Regis?" she huffed, annoyed by her husband’s earlier antics that had made things harder for her. Regis didn’t respond. Instead, he studied Amora’s reflection in the tall mirror before them. The mirror perfectly captured the stunning curves of his wife’s body, wrapped in a shimmering black evening gown adorned with rose gold sequins that formed a phoenix tail. She looked absolutely breathtaking.

Angela exclaimed. "Why don't you just call a handyman?" "Too long." "Tsk, I don't want these soft hands to do a man's work," Regan exclaimed, taking both Angela's hands and kissing Angela's fingers, making Angela smile. "Tsk, you are exaggerating. I'm used to doing it myself!" Angela exclaimed. "Soon you will become Mrs. Danial Wiratama, so don't ever touch a job like this again," Regan exclaimed. "Tsk, you tyrant!"

“What are you doing here? Rumors in the city are running wild, Amy. They say you and Simon are having a secret romance, hidden from Warren. What would your fiancé say about that?” She tried to flip the situation, but the card she played was old and worn. Typical of Maia: always attacking the personal side, the side she envied most about me. Little did she know I wasn’t concerned about the envy or what Warren would think. I only cared about the moment his life would fall apart. I kept my flawless smile in place, and that frightened her, shattering all her defenses. “It’s only business, and it’s extremely profitable. April Enterprises is closing multimillion-dollar deals with Simon’s company.

His voice was deep enough to get me wet. Mum beamed instantly. “The house looks beautiful, Simon.” “It's our home now,” Simon said, his gaze fixed on me while he drew my mother into a hug. I forced myself to break eye contact first. Some uniformed workers appeared silently and took our luggage. As mum got inside the mansion, Simon descended down the stairs slowly. As he got closer, the expensive scent of his cologne filled all my senses. There was something about the confidence in his movements that made me want to grab and just kiss him. He stopped directly in front of me.

SASHA’S POV “Fiancée?” Uncle Vincent’s eyes widened. “What’s that supposed to mean? Isn’t office romance against the rules?” “Sasha’s resigning soon. That means I’m free to propose and make her my fiancée, and it’s got nothing to do with you!” Mr. Rey declared loudly. “You’d better leave now, because the police are on their way. You don’t want your name dragged through the mud over this, do you, Mr. Gray?”

The weaker he played it, the more righteous he seemed. I felt a wave of bitterness and helplessness. I had no way to vent, so I said nothing. Kameron's chest heaved with anger as she grabbed her handbag, ready to storm out. "Sign it first. HR needs it to process the paperwork," I uttered softly. Kameron's face was tense with frustration. She picked up the pen and signed quickly before she rushed out. I let out a self-mocking laugh. If she'd even glanced at it, she would've noticed the divorce agreement tucked inside the application.

I don’t know if Kyle caught on to what she meant, or if he simply didn’t care, but his smirk only deepens… dangerously too. “Well, this partner isn’t—” I start to protest, trying to clarify the very non romantic nature of our relationship. It’s just plan business and nothing more: He nudges me with his elbow and shrugs casually, cutting me off. “Oh, I get it,” Mimi says with a wink, clearly misinterpreting our dynamic in the most romantic way possible. “No need to explain.” She waves off. Oh, but there’s definitely a need, I think, but she’s already turning, leading us toward the bedroom section before I can set the record straight.

"You should have knocked, boy. What's so urgent?" Simon immediately strode towards his mother with anger, his facial muscles tensed, his fists clenched, and his body trembling slightly. He spoke with an excited tone, "Don't you know? Wyatt has accepted the betrothal! He's going to marry Princess Ava of the Werefox Kingdom!" His voice carried anger and shock, like a raging beast. The queen's eyes widened instantly, and she stood up in astonishment. The comb slipped from her hand, making a clear clatter as it hit the floor. Her voice carried disbelief. "What!? This can't be possible!"

just not married Gerand is already playing behind him, especially when he gets married later. Then look with his pretentious and arrogant attitude, who can stand it? There is no! "Sister-in-law." "stop calling me sister-in-law," said Regi irritably. She didn't want to do anything else about it, all the things that happened were really, really annoying. "Tc, boring. I just wanted to ask, Jenny hasn't been in the bathroom for a long time. I already want to take a shower, my body is sticky." At this point Deny looked more like a child whining. Very different from him, who is actually a player and CEO of a large company in America.

Simon asked, placing his hands on her legs and slowly moving them up to her thighs, enjoying every inch of the velvety skin beneath his fingers. In response, Grace just leaned closer and kissed him, but this time Simon didn't try to resist. On the contrary, he just let her run her fingers over his chest until they slipped inside the shirt he was wearing and pulled it up, making him feel a strange kind of pride, as he watched her bite her lip in desire as she saw his chest and the muscles he had gained over the years, attending the gym that the architect had insisted on putting in the design of the apartment where he lived.