The Emperor And I Novels & Stories

“And the family you chose… Dio mio, Stefan, I never thought you would bring this kind of shame upon us.” Yes, I anticipated a scene, this was Nonna after all. I could only imagine what my mother’s reaction would be likely be. "You of all people should know I never act without purpose," I said, my voice sharp, restrained. "Every decision I make is calculated. You backed the elders when they gave me two options marry or step down. And God knows I won’t surrender the empire I built with my own blood and sweat over the last ten years. So yes, I chose to marry but on my own terms. She is my decision.”

A name I don’t know. Nico. I don't ask. I stare ahead, filing the name away. Minutes pass...ten, maybe twenty. I lose count. The food sits cold between us. I am sitting in a private jet with the man I married this morning, watching him stare at a blank screen as if he’s ready to tear it apart. "You're still looking at me," he snaps. He doesn't even turn his head. "What is it now? Do you want a different dessert? Money?"

She nodded without looking at him which made him doubt she was giving him a cold shoulder. He could not understand this woman. She seemed to show different colours of herself. One moment she acted like a grumpy old man and other times she acts like a docile lamb or a demoness disguised as a seductress or an abandoned kitten desperate for help. Who is the real her? This made him want to know everything about her. What made the omnipotent Empress among the socialites fall from grace and what made her return after disappearing without a trace four years ago. She felt worse for she had been crippled even if it's for a few months. It made her revenge plan more pending. And the Royal Steel, thinki

‘I thought you did not like it? ‘I thought so at first, but when we’ve done it don’t know why but I felt accomplishment it was great having to work in the field.’ ‘I am glad you liked it, hopefully you will realize what I am trying to do here.’ The young Emperor said as he read the book that he took from his room. ‘I’m always amazed by what you do, Your Majesty.’ ‘How come?’ the young man asked his butler, not taking his eyes off from the book he is reading.

"Those guys are all jealous that I have such a sweet little fiancée. I'm afraid they'll steal you away." Back then, I believed him. I thought it was love. "Only then did I understand that when someone truly loved me, they couldn't wait to show me to the world." The hospital room door suddenly swung open. Vincent stood there, holding a velvet box in his hand. He smiled the same way he always did, as if everything was under his control. "Happy tenth anniversary, my little fiancée." He opened the box. Inside was an emerald necklace. "Do you like it? I personally selected the stone in Columbria."

After what felt like an eternity, the emperor and empress smile happily in unison as they beamed at Ren and me. “I guess it won’t be long until we get to hold our grandchild in our arms,” the empress said with pure joy as she smiled brightly. “Yes, finally my eldest son is performing his duty,” the emperor said proudly. I felt Ren stiffen a little beside me as he further straightened his back. Although his face showed no emotions, I could feel that Ren felt uncomfortable with this situation. I glanced over at him and smiled sweetly just as he had instructed earlier. I was caught off guard a little when he also smiled back at me sweetly. I think my heart skipped a beat but perhaps it was just

Emperor Tyler took another swig of rum, mumbling to himself. Wilbur fell silent. There might be people who envied the emperor's life, but Wilbur did agree that it did feel like the emperor was living a life of imprisonment. Emperor Tyler was the royal monarch, and all eyes were on his every word and move. This trapped all of him, body, and soul. Wordlessly, Wilbur raised his glass. Emperor Tyler smiled, and both men drained their glasses once again. The bottle of rum was empty not long after, but Emperor Tyler did not seem to have drunk quite enough yet and opened another bottle.

As the Emperor came close ; Chelsea saw his face was working furiously , he looked nowhere jolly and the kind hearted Emperor she had known , instead his face was blotchy with purple spots making him look like a bad black current ice cream . " CLOVERS! " he roared and Chelsea along with her family had to take two steps back as spit was flying from the Emperor 's mouth as he spoke in fury " Clover! I thought I knew him - what I haven't done for that family ! Helped them run away away from Cannibals in war and settled them in here and this is what they returned to me ??,!"

It was only the name of the emperor - whom she thought was kind and generous to his people inside the empire "I thought he's a righteous emperor but it was only a façade. He's a great pretender after all," she whispered looking at the baby that was peacefully sleeping in the middle of nowhere where the baby was unconsciously doing different kinds of expressions as he didn't even bother to feel the surroundings

He whispered. "Your Highness is here to see you." A bodyguard informed Emperor Francis. The emperor coughed slightly, "Let him in." Henry walked into the chamber slowly, He seemed to pass a message with his body language. The Emperor arched his eyebrow. Something seemed off about Henry at that moment. Henry was the type of person who walks proudly, today he walked casually, it seems he had come here to make a request. The emperor smiled, Henry was not someone who asks for help, he wondered what he's got up his sleeves. "Am I getting old or have you looked shave have different today?." He spoke, as Henry got closer to him.