Romancing Mister Bridgerton Novels & Stories

Then again, theirs was an arranged marriage and she had been utterly miserable. William smiled and stepped forward, taking her hand in his. He bowed and placed a small kiss on her knuckles. Her heart raced out of control. His masculine scent of spice seeped into her senses and overwhelmed her, making her mind whirl and the room spin. She couldn’t lose control. Not now and certainly not in front of company. William straightened, the smile still stretched across his face. “My dear Mrs. Braxton, you look lovely tonight.” His attention passed over her once again, but lingered longer on her bosom.

After 3 months Todsy is the day that i will be Mrs. Smith I'm excited and nervous because it's my dream to marry while the sunset is setting so I'm very happy because kiro did it. while fixing my gown papa suddenly came in. "It looks like you used to be a baby, but now you will get married" he said while crying "Don't cry yet, I'm still your baby" I also said in tears "don't cry baby lest your make up spread" I wiped away my tears at the same time

Maybe now I could finally open my heart and my mind to the idea of dating someone real, someone who might actually see me, instead of clinging to that old fantasy about a man who never would. “It’s a nice view, isn’t it?” Roman’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I glanced over my shoulder at him and gave a small smile. “It really is.” He nodded, mirroring my smile. Soon the limo pulled up to his huge mansion. The butler was waiting at the entrance. His gaze flicked from me to Roman before he spoke. “We’ve prepared the room you requested, sir. Hello, Miss Betsy.” I flashed him my usual cute smile. “Thank you.”

Dante asked with a brow slightly raised. "Mr and Mrs Dante Morelli" Valentine acknowledged my presence, extending a handshake. I took his hand and flinched as his iron grip almost pierced through my bones. "But I didn't tell you that she is my wife" Dante smirked. Valentine trailed doting stares at me which got me uncomfortable. "You didn't have to tell me. You never bring a woman to this event neither do you like a woman clinging on to you" "Mrs Morelli how do you do? I hope Dante is treating you right" Valentine asked.

I wish I could hit something to this Romeo man’s balls! “Bring her to me, Alpha Romeo!” Now my Alpha aura was rolling off my body, making him and his mistress to step back a little, “Let’s hear it from her mouth. If she is not interested in dancing with me then I will dance with your mistress.” He flinched a little. They both did not like it whenever I called her, his mistress. But that’s what she was. A fu*cking mistress! Nodding his head he turned and signaled one of the Omega waiters. He whispered something in his ear and then closed his eyes to mind link someone.

Hi! I'm excited to share my new M/M romance novel with you. Please take a look! ❤️ Title: Steaming the Rose Genre: MM Mafia romance Forced Proximity Childhood sweetheart BLURB "I can't do this anymore!" Easton cried, trying to break free from the man who had him pinned to the bed by his throat. ''It's been six years, Ilya! Six fucking years of abuse. When am I going to be free from you?" "Does it look like you have any choice?" Ilay smirked coldly. He produced his knife, wanting to carve his name into Easton's heart, so that every time Easton looked in the mirror, he'd know who he belonged to.

she beamed coyly as her gaze remained fixated on the man who looked the most handsome man in the room He simply smiled as he took her hand and kissed the back of it, her heart fluttered at the gentlemanly gesture and a blush crept on her cheeks “Not at all Miss Mita, for a beauty like you I could wait for hours at a go without complaining,” “Oh! You embarrass me Master Rebel,” she blushed, her legs almost wobbled at his romantic words, no man spoke to her this charmingly and she couldn’t help feel giddy If she could get him as her backer and man, she could get everything in life that she wished for, besides she wouldn’t have to be with a loser like Raul who was anyways rendered incapable of

This was as good an apology as she would ever get it… She knew it was his way of telling her that he knew she deserved a better setting for her first time, but that she couldn’t expect him to be a romantic partner. “As memorable as it could be,” she nodded at him, a lazy blissful smile stretching her lips. She had half a mind to tell him it had been everything she had hoped for and more, but she couldn’t. This was Roman freaking Bianchi. He was a mafia boss, and he didn’t do romance as far as she knew. Before long, they left the dimly lit bar, with Rose limping a little bit, her soreness both tingling with pleasure and slightly painful at the same time.

As they walked through the entrance, Luna spat, “Someone’s showing off.” “Luna!” Mr. Romano snapped. The dining room was already set like a banquet fit for royals. Chandeliers sparkled, and a long oak table was covered in gold-trimmed plates and imported wines. “Have a seat, Anna,” Mr. Romano offered, trying to sound pleasant. Brittany immediately moved forward, brushing the seat, laying a short embroidered towel, then nodded. “Ma’am.” “All this just to sit?” Luna sneered. “We’re not poisoning your seat, showoff.”

"Wow! It's too romantic! Mimi, do you know how difficult it is to get a reservation at Victorian? Only the real upper-class can go there for dinner, and he even prepared roses and rings… "Oh my God, I didn't expect that a boring-looking man like Mr. Russo would have such a romantic side. After listening to you, I’m turning into a fan rooting for you guys too." Mimi sighed. "We look really good together, don’t we?" "Of course!" The assistant nodded repeatedly. "So you also think that being with him is my best decision?" Mimi asked.