Romans & histoires Wedding Ron And Hermione Kiss

Dorian Ashford's hand, which had been wandering on her back, now ventured towards the hem of her short skirt, moving inside. Cordelia Locke made a sound, and her body softened in Dorian Ashford's arms. The two shamelessly started kissing passionately in front of Ronan! People in the meeting room frowned; what were these two doing? They kissed for a long time before breaking apart. Dorian Ashford, with a triumphant look, stared at Ronan, hoping to see a look of despair on his face. But he was disappointed because Ronan remained calm, displaying no expression on his face.

He looked at me with a wronged expression, like he might cry at any moment. My heart softened. My breath caught. Without thinking, I rose on tiptoe and kissed him. After a long kiss, I said softly, "Noah, let's get married." He froze for a moment. Then his eyes lit up. He kissed me even more passionately, lifted me by the waist, and carried me into the bedroom.

Without waiting for a reply he waved the menu at the waiter and pointed at what he wanted. "I'm alright." "You can go, " he signaled to the waiter. "Ashley, you don't have to feel uncomfortable around me. I only did what I thought would keep you out of your sorrows." "What happened between you two?" Aviana asked with her eyes fixed on me. "We kissed. It was a long romantic kiss. We could have done more but once again your call distracted us." "If you had told me you two were having fun, I won't have called. Ashley, I don't want to puke on your little fantasy world but I hope you know what's more important now isn't having sex with rich men but proving to the world that you are innocent."

On my wedding day, I had just stepped onto the aisle when a ripple of laughter spread through the crowd. "Take it all off, and she's got a body on her! Look at her face, like she's enjoying it!" I turned toward the voices and saw my ex-husband's photos of me blown up across the giant screen. They kept changing, one after another, explicit and impossible to ignore. All around the room, phones were already coming up as people started taking pictures. My hands began to shake. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother collapse. Behind Leon Coleman, Allison Fleming slapped her thigh and raised her voice, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Oh, wow. Leon showed these to the guys yesterda

“And I always win.” Inside, the reveal party reached its peak. The lights darkened. The music faded. The master of ceremonies called them to the stage once more. “Ladies and gentlemen,” the voice boomed, “to seal the alliance between Moonstone and Blackwood our future Alpha and Luna will share their first public kiss.” The room burst in applause. Aurora froze. “What?” Damon turned to her, his face opaque. “It’s for the cameras. Just a show.”

He explained and I nodded with a small smile. "Thank you, Draven." He nodded and opened his mouth to say something else when someone knocked on the door. "Her parents are here, hurry up." My heart started pounding loudly against my chest and I looked at Draven one more time before he nodded hesitantly. I turned to leave, ready to open the door when a hand grabbed my shoulder, spinning me around hastily. Draven's lips covered mine within seconds and I kissed him back passionately and slowly, savouring our last moments together. He pulled away first and gently pressed his forehead against mine, his fingers on my cheeks now brushing against them in a comforting manner.

“Yes, Liam. I’ll marry you. I’ll be your wife. For real. Forever.” Liam slipped the ring onto her finger, then stood up and pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. The room erupted into cheers and applause, everyone celebrating their love, their happiness, their new beginning. Taylor wiped tears from her eyes, Himy smiled warmly, Jordan and Qing Lin clapped proudly, and Soo-Jin let out a joyful shout. It was a moment of pure happiness, a moment that felt like it would last forever. But just as the cheers began to die down, a soft knock sounded at the door.

“That you were getting married in three days. You don’t look freaked out at all.” So she’s just finding out. That explains her mood. “You’re telling me you just knew today?” “That’s exactly what I’m saying… Ronald.” God, the way she says my name. Like she’s trying to spit it out. “That sounds like a personal problem.” She stands, starts walking toward me like she’s ready to fight. I almost admire it. “Let me make something clear. I’m not marrying you.” I laugh — a short, careless sound. “You can say anything you want. It’s already signed.”

My wife, Wendy Summer, bent over, ready to give the man who had fallen into the water mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, but I stepped in front of her. Wendy placed a calming hand on my shoulder. "Rowan, it's just CPR. Nothing's going to happen." The people around us were praising her, but the looks directed at me were full of contempt. I ignored them and gripped her wrist tightly. "If you want to save him, fine. But if you do, we're getting a divorce. I won't stop you."