EmmelineRouge

“No matter where I am, even when there’s nothing left on this Earth, I’ll love you, everlastingly.” 
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She was a duchess of one of the most powerful kingdoms in the world, aka Sophia Windsor; he, a prince from a kingdom just as powerful and influential, the infamous Nicholas Ambrose. She, aromantic. He, cold and bitter.
 
He wanted to marry for his kingdom’s sake, whilst she had no intentions of marrying or falling in love, having seen how love destroyed the people she loved and cared about. 
 
And yet, they crossed paths. 
 
So when the two meet under such circumstances, will their love be restored? Would their spark overcome any decision of theirs they had made in the past?
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[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]

It was merely a few seconds later before Nicholas had kissed her, lips slamming against each other as Sophia deepened the kiss, sliding her tongue inside his mouth, only making the kiss all the more passionate as the room’s temperature became scorching hot. 
 
Nicholas wrapped his muscular arm around Sophia’s waist, only successfully managing to weaken Sophia’s knees, ridding her of any other thoughts except how much she desired him at that very moment, how much she wanted him, just him.
 
The next things that were said and done seemed a huge blur as the next thing she remembered seemed to be the unbuckling of his belt, and the unbuttoning of his shirt; the unzipping of her gown - not that it was of value to either of them when they tore their clothes apart in a mad rush.
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Behold, the first of my works, the whirlwind romance novel, also known as Everlastingly Loving You. Hope you all enjoy! 
 
xoxo, EmmelineRouge 
 
P.S. The cover of this novel isn’t mine.
P.S.S. This book is on hiatus, check out 'Her Devilish Alpha' which is my current project!

Everlastingly Loving You

A woman dressed in a stylish trench coat and heels was at the Beldovian hangar, waiting for him.

A man stepped off the jet, looking worried and guilty. He had dazzling ocean-blue eyes, dark chestnut brown hair, a toned build; he looked stellar in a navy-blue sweater paired with a collared shirt underneath and casual khakis.

There was no doubt he was handsome, but they wouldn't expect that he was a CEO of an empire.

He halted once he made it down the flight of stairs that led from the jet to the hangar floor.

"Windsor!" He called enthusiastically, giving her a hug.

"I came as soon as I heard," he said.

"I'm so, so sorry," he apologized.

"Who would've thought?" Sophia asked rhetorically.

"From heir to a self-made big shot, no, a CEO of an empire," Sophia sounded proud.

Her Ex-Boyfriend Is A CEO?!