Novel & Cerita Suitor Sentence

So who was it? I narrowed my eyes. “Which one of my dreadful suitors is it this time?” Sometimes one of them will request an audience to showcase some sort of skill or gift to “win my affections.” They never worked, I would not be bought by silly gifts that don’t have any personal value or meaning.

He never liked being the loser, but declaring defeat on this one doesn't feel so bad . “Something revealing, but not too much,” He said, letting the devil in his mind rule. “I prefer something that can compliment your body well enough, you shouldn't hide masterpieces away from me love .” He added, totally forgetting the reason why he called her. “I'm sure I can find something.” She replied with a smirk, playing with the pen on her desk. “If that so, I'll see you at eight.” He said gaining a little control over himself.

"Ganging up on one person? Do you really think she has no one to stand up for her?" Victor sneered, unimpressed. "And who do you think you are? I’m here for Suzy, so get lost, you little nobody." "Hawk is my fiancé now," Suzy snapped as she stepped out from behind him, her fury unmistakable. She glared at Victor with blazing eyes. "So, you’d better watch your manners when you talk to him!"

Both of them understood each other very well, that was why she thought that a delicate matter like this needed the first attention from her mother than her father who would always want to lord over all domestic matters. “Good morning ma. Hope you slept well last night.” Vivian began. “Yes, my daughter, the night was a very fine one; it was full of terminology for joyful and peaceful sleep,” Susana responded as she rubbed her face with both palms. “Yes,” said Vivian. “I have come to inform you that the letter which you gave me yesterday was written by a suitor.” She did not take her eyes from her. She wasn’t sure what would be her response. Vivian quickly sat on the bed as though she had an a

He was either on the phone or flipping through his paper like it held the secrets of the universe. I waited, patient but growing curious. Eventually, he put the paper aside and looked at me. “You’re here,” he said, sipping from a glass. I nodded. “Is there a problem?” “Not at all,” he replied. Then after a short pause, he added, “Your suitor will be here soon.” “My Suitor? What!!!”

"And a close friend—and suitor—of my lady Rose." My breath caught in my throat. He said it so boldly, so publicly. My heart thudded against my ribs as all eyes turned toward me, but it was Damian’s reaction that made my blood run cold. The word suitor had hit him like a slap. His eyes darkened into something dangerous, and before I could blink, he was in front of Branson, the distance between them gone in a blur of movement. "You dare refer to my mate as your love interest?" Damian growled, his voice low and venomous, face inches from Branson’s. The sheer force of his presence would’ve made a lesser man flinch.

Andrei cooly said to calm him. "Okay! Okay! Continue!" Mr. Paz said while swaying his hand in the air. "I didn't know the next thing happen," Fleur bowed her head and said it sadly. "What? Okay! You said that this boyfriend of yours is here in Cebu to unwind? And her older sister said don't follow him but you still do follow him, Why?" Mr. Paz orderly concludes what Fleur said and asks her again. "I-i just w-want to," Fleur said it while her head's bowed.

"Who was that? Your lover?" Uno asked sharply as they entered Manuela's office. Santi lingered outside, captivating the female employees, particularly Suzie, who gazed at him dreamily. "Lover? Don't jump to conclusions! Peter's just a former suitor I rejected," Manuela retorted coldly, earning a scoff from Uno. "But he seems persistent."