Romancing Mister Bridgerton Chapter 18 Novels & Stories

The night gown i chose is an incredibly short one and honestly, it doesn’t leave anything to the imagination. Do i really want to flash Tieran Blackstone all the goods so early in the morrning? A mischevuous smile is on Tieran’s face when i look at him and i feel heat climb my cheeks. He chuckles as he rights himself, “I’lll be in the hallway.” I nod and the minute he’s gone Bridget wriggles her eyebrows at me. I give her a glare…. But we both know it’s not serious so i add as i get up, “I’m still angry at you y’know.”

Why did every mention of the past suddenly feel heavy? The patio door clicked shut. The second it did, Alex moved. He had her backed against the dining table before she could draw breath, his mouth crashing down on hers as his hands shoved her skirt up exactly the way they had under the Zoom camera. The edge of the table dug into her hips. His fingers found her again, already slick, already aching, and plunged deep. “You were dripping for me under the table while your father sat right there,” he growled against her lips. “Tell me you’re still wet for me, Bridget.”

A maid had brought milk and biscuits earlier for brunch… I ate the biscuits while reading the book which was titled ‘ beautiful revenge’ so far it was the best contemporary romance novel I have ever come across… It is educational and entertaining and also tragic in a good way… I was feeling better and thankfully Damian hadn't been bothering me which was a good thing for me… After leaving the hospital that day I barely saw the likes of him and even after being discharged, I was brought home by Sebastian who barely said a word to me even when I tried to start up a conversation. He was avoiding me like a plague… Well I kinda deserved that… I got him in trouble with his boss so it was only natur

I glanced at the clock behind me and realised it was almost 4 o'clock. “Thank you Greta,” I said while taking the tray of food from her. I closed the door behind me and placed the tray on my table. When is Rodrigo getting bad, what kind of business is he taking care of? I'm feeling like the character in the book I'm reading. Catherine was in love with the servant boy Heathcliff, but he left the town to acquire more wealth. I'm sure Catherine got bored that is why she decided to get married. I reached for the book and my table and flipped the pages until I saw my bookmark. I read it for a while before eating the food Greta brought.

Eric cleared his throat and looked at the man with a smile, “it’s more than enough, sir” The man nodded proudly, “good. I’ll send one of my men to pick you up after you’re done with your classes. He’ll drive you to the mansion, and there you can meet my son”. Dearest gentle reader, this author has……………….got you right there. Don’t mind silly me, pretending to be in a Bridgerton movie. This is a BOSS X BODYGUARD story, and I hope you enjoy the ride. Not like that ride, you know, no, not that one.

“Isla, you seem to be forgetting that people are very good at pretending. We should be more focused on the fact that everything turned out well.” I nodded, blinking back the tears in my eyes. “Yeah, he is going to pay for it anyway. Roman will make sure he rots in the dungeons,” I told her and a twinkle of mischief crossed her eyes. “Roman, huh?” She leaned closer with that crazy smile of hers. “What did I miss?” I laughed. “What do you mean by that? What could you have possibly missed?” “You tell me,” she smirked. “What's that sparkle in your eyes about? Are you two finally getting together? You know damsel in distress and knight in shining armour?”

I jerked the engine of my Mercedes to life the moment I stepped in, and in the next minute, I zoomed out of the churchyard. ‘Katarina Richards will regret this day all the days of her life’ that, I was sure of. Few of my men had already gone looking for her, while I wandered about the city, trying to calm my angry nerves. Who the hell did she think she was running away from me like I was the undesirable one, like her family didn't practically beg for my hand in marriage?! This had to be the most ridiculous shit in the world. A bitter and guttural laugh escaped my lips as the thought of being left at the alter hammered in.

____ **Chapter 1: Anticipation and Ambiance (Continued)** The penthouse suite was a symphony of elegance, bathed in soft hues of gold and ivory, reflecting the romantic ambiance Evelyn had always envisioned. Every detail, from the delicate floral arrangements to the ambient lighting, was meticulously curated to capture the essence of love and commitment. Yet, amidst the grandeur, a subtle undercurrent of nerves pulsed through Evelyn's veins as she prepared for the evening's engagement ceremony.

she said as we both sat down. "I mean, I'll have to marry him soon, so we better start, don't you think?" She grinned. "Yeah, I think you both should start. After all, you'll be sleeping in the same bedroom soon." "Ren!" "What? As if it's not happening," she laughed. I feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. "That's still a long way off. We're good friends for now." "Right. For now," she laughed even more. "Come on, Viv. Prince Christopher is your fiance. 'Good friend' my ass."

Especially after his not-so-smart comment. I am angry looking at him scowlingly. "Well at least a few people, know their age. Wise old man" I replied sassily. Standing from my place on the floor. If he thinks he can mock. Then Surprise, surprise You are dealing with Tiara Williams Mr Stefano Valentino. ************************************************* Hey, guys here is another chapter of savour. Tell me how much you liked it. And what are your feeling about this chapter? And please guys don't forget to give comments and share. Love you guys.😁😁😁😁