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"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." His words were burned into her memory. She’d never forget them. Could she really deserve a love like this? How could she forget someone once loved her this much? How could she forget those words, that beautiful and charming voice and who they belong to? It was impossible, even though this was a dream. As the thoughts lingered tears slid quietly from the corners of her eyes, soaking into the pillow. From meeting at a club.

His lips leaving trails of blood as he caressed my fingers, his lips pressed to the back of my hand as he whispered, “ I want to raise Jacob together with you, and probably have another child in the future if we could. I want to spend those days of sickness and loneliness with you, those holidays of happiness and celebrations and birthdays. Elleana, I want to shower you with more love so I'm asking you to please accept my love, my heart, body, mind and soul...Elleana Cassidy Greene, you are the one and the only girl I'd love for all eternity, do me a favour and accept my proposal, love. Marry me, again." He didn't ask me, he demanded it. Like always, he's still the business type even in roma

But those were mere wishes that never came true. Liam Johnson is one of the country's most popular and finest businessmen, he graciously soared in his family's multi-billion dollar company but he wanted more. He wanted to own the company. Mr Johnson, his father had no problem with that, but he has only one request. The company will be officially handed over to him if he agrees to get married, and not just to any lady but the housekeeper's daughter. Myself. My mom served the Johnsons as their housekeeper for several years and when I grew up, I automatically became their housekeeper as well in a bid to help my aging mother.

They had to go on business trips to visit their companies based in Europe. Triana realized the Chaudhary’s vast empire. If the situation between her and Devance were real, she’d be fortunate because she married the only son of one of the wealthiest men in the world. But money could never buy her happiness with Caleb. Triana missed him so badly, and most of the time, she’d daydream about her life in the Philippines with the man she loved.

but I thought if this is same than she will surely meet me and introduce herself even I she is my ishu she will definitely not call me everytime sir sir blah blah. I open my eyes and went toward balcony and stand up there. And see it's stars and moon but it's little cloudy and windy even why not it's monsoon season her favourite. I close my eyes there and feel that air that cold breeze so child her innocent face come. I thought my mom is very stubborn if she decided to marry me with someone I know she will but I don't what should I do umm my mind speak up "idea I tell the girl no to this marriage bcoz I love someone else and if you marry Me. I don't give that love you deserve. Which a wife w

The poor guy was giving an assuring smile to Krishika but little did he know how fatal this smile was going to be for him. To know more, stay connected with the story," My Husband Is A Billionaire Son-in-law" *********************************** Like, share and vote.

he added, his eyes wide with fury. “Babe,” Kira called out, still clinging tightly to him. “Could we get out of here now?” she asked, with a warm smile. I watched in agony as they both held hands tight and walked past me. My heart dropped in pain, and I allowed the tears to flow freely. I reflected on how I got here, married to a billionaire who didn't want me. I had a degree, a good job, and my life was going well before my parents forced me into this mess.

I brought it out with my free hand and saw that it was my friend, Ethan, calling. I answered the call and brought the phone up to my ear. He didn't let me speak before he started talking. “Brand, I think I just saw your wife.” I frowned. “My wife?” The phrase had Bailey staring at me with intensity. I ignored her and slowly set Charlotte on the ground. “Yes, your wife, your ex-wife, whatever. The woman that made you go to the bar where we met.” “I think I get the gist now, Ethan.” I said sarcastically, then paused. “Wait, for real? In LA?”

He was dressed in a black overall. "I'm starving," Henry replied. Madeline glanced at the golden clock hung above her husband's bed. "Dinner will be served in about five minutes." she turned to Henry. "Have you found a woman yet?" Henry sighed and cast his gaze on the floor. The ticket was to compensate his mother for shunning her but there was no way he was getting out of the marriage talks he had been avoiding. He lifted his head and cast his gaze on his father, looking up for support. Mr Carter turned away and Henry felt betrayed.