Novel & Cerita The Emperor Romance

Had I not witnessed him taking a dislike to a handsome attendant, fabricating an excuse, and having the poor soul dragged off to be sold into a brothel, I probably would have been fooled by him too. If a man like that ever became the empress consort, it would be an absolute disaster for the empire. I wasted the best years of my youth here, finally climbing to the one position every man under heaven coveted. Bella had proclaimed to the entire world that I would be her only empress consort, and should I pass away, the throne beside her would remain forever vacant. At the time, I genuinely believed I was the happiest man alive, which was why I ignored the system's prompt when it offered to let

His throne. But, he, for one night, felt no bitterness at all. And spent it in a soothing embrace. He smiled as he recalled it, knowing it might’ve been the only occasion. Emilia noticed it and gave a soft sigh in return. She knew things had to be done when she came here, but she didn’t expect this much. Another task appeared on the list. Have the fake fairy fall in love with the Tyrant Emperor. Alexis had bathed and ate her breakfast slowly, not feeling rushed at the usual sight of Hector in the garden which obviously wasn’t a thing anymore. She didn’t know when her lessons with Emilia might start, but she knew she had some free time before then.

They both returned to the kitchen as I looked back at my laptop. But something caught my eyes, this is an article about the Emperor of the Imperial Mafia. Many say that the Emperor of the Imperial Mafia is currently finding his soon-to-be Empress. These were the things written. In our world, when the leader grows up, he has to find a wife before he turns 21. If he doesn't do this, he will lose his position. I don't know that man but I know that he is a strong and wise leader. I rarely compliment people but he deserves it anyway since we are currently both on the top 1.

"You'll be sharing a room with me." The room is wrapped in luxury-designed walls and ceilings; a king-sized bed is pristine and untouched, Italian furnishings are present, and flowers are arranged as though this were some romantic honeymoon suite. It made my stomach turn. "I'm not staying in the same room as you," I snapped. "Scared I might hurt you, princess?" he mocked. "You forced me into this marriage," I said sharply. "I am not sharing a bed with you. I'd sleep outside on the grounds before I spent a night beside you."

I’ve never had thoughts of another woman interrupting a sexual encounter before. Thinking back on all the rom-com movies I’ve ever watched, I come up with a plan. I pull out my cell phone and look up flower shops near Dr. Davies’ office. I place an order for a dozen roses and a box of chocolate-covered strawberries to be delivered to Ava tomorrow. I’ve never done anything like this. I’ve always found the notion of wining-and-dining a woman to be pointless. I’ve never had to work for a piece of ass.

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Lorenzo’s hand instantly flew to the holster beneath his jacket but I raised a hand stopping him. I looked at Luke, completely unbothered. I had been hearing his pathetic insults since I was a child. He was a weak spoiled child. He had the legacy, but I had the brains and the brutality. That’s why our father had passed him over to let me run the empire until I completely took over kicking my own father out of the board seat. "Keep drinking, Luke," I said smoothly, not even slowing my pace as I walked past the staircase. "Maybe one day you'll finally drink enough to forget that I own the roof over your head."

But from her sputtering, she had no comeback to my last comment. Once the Emperor is situated on his couch, he gives us a signal to take our seats. I was hoping that situation was over, but I think the Emperor overheard the exchange between myself and Corina. "Lady Corina," the Emperor starts. "Why do you seem so out of sorts tonight? Is it because your ex-lover is with a new lady?" Damn. The Emperor knew that Brixtius and Corina were together. "Lady?!" Corina snorts out like a pig and points scoffing at me. "She's a slave! No better than the dirt beneath my feet! And she's sitting here at the Emperor's table!"

His eyes were burning with so much passion that it made me look down at his supple lips and his throat moved up and down, suppressing himself to kiss me in front of all people that is witnessing how the new Emperor of this land made a former princess and a prisoner as one of his respected and adored concubines. It must be too outrageous for Helena, Sera, and Katrina. About Marian, I looked at her and she was not smiling at all. But she gave me a short nod as if she was welcoming me to the club. “Welcome to my Empire, Eodelle Wycliffe… This is what I told you that you are mine. You can’t get away from me anymore no matter what you do…” “I never agree with this b*llsh*t, Aster. But because you

and who was poisoning his mind from where dis he got the idea of singing to his beloved to please her and get her to forgive you . " No , No , This one won't go . I know my believe must be rushing outside to meet me at this moment this noble one just need one more chance , we can't let her think we left " said the Emperor gazing at the rose palace with a rapt misty eyed expression " C'mon , Dante take it from the top !" If poor Lord Kaisen knew that the Emperor was busy wooing his beloved Empress back while his son wooed his daughter , who knows what would have happened to our dear prime minister .