"Hahahaha!" Queen Mulan laugh aloud. "I'm a queen, and of course I need to look young so that those in my kingdom don't panic when they notice I'm getting old." Arthur's mother stated while smiling, but I have no idea what she's trying to express. "Could you please explain in a way that I can understand?" I asked because what Arthur's mother had just explained confused me.She nodded and began to explain herself. "As a queen, I have to look good for my subjects." She provided a straightforward explanation.Hearing her explanation, I smiled warmly since it now makes perfect sense to me.I moved my sight to Arthur as I exhaled a sigh of relief. "Do you think my mother is odd?" Mister handsome asked, grinning. I hate admitting it, but I had to confess the truth because I had felt my mother was odd. When we initially met, she seemed nice, then after a while she grew cold, and now she's nice again. It's strange how people change their personality, but I understand Queen Mulan because
He waited patiently for her to fall asleep, and when he was sure she was asleep, he got out of bed and went to the kitchen. Arthur kept the date in the back of my mind and is now attempting to arrange something nice. Arthur prepared several types of meals that he might use for dinner and made certain that they were beyond beautiful.He had to put his mind and heart into making the meal because it was for a date.Because he doesn't want Cornelia to leave the house for a date, he prepared a variety of dishes for her so that she wouldn't feel the need to go to an expensive restaurant. While Cornelia was still sleeping, Arthur arranged the meals in her chamber.He also went ahead and lit some candles because it was getting late and he wanted it to be more romantic.I cautiously opened my eyes at eight o'clock in the evening, only to feel a muscular arm wrapped around my waist. "Good evening, sleepyhead." Mister handsome murmured as he lovingly caressed my cheek.I continue to stare at
"You are too cheesy, Cornelia." Arthur stated as he lightly tapped me on the shoulder.Now that I've fully explained things to him, he understands what my previous statement meant. I licked my lips and winked at Arthur. "You are the one who thought I was cheesy, so you should blame yourself for teaching such nonsense." I answered with my cheeks up following my words. Arthur's brows raised upwards as he stared at me. "Are you attempting to entice me?""If I say yes, will you give me feedback so I know if what I'm doing now is turning you on?" Still acting cheesy, I said. Well. I've learned from the greatest, and I'll be extraordinary with cheesy words in no time. Maybe I'll make it as a pro.Arthur shakes his head sideways while rubbing his bald hair in a circular manner with his right hand. "You need to go to bed right now." You haven't entirely healed, and you should get enough rest to be productive tomorrow." Arthur stated this while carrying me on his back and walking towards t
"I'm not ugly, I promise." And, anyway, you're well aware that I'm not ugly." I finally got the confidence to turn around, I said. "I can never be ashamed of my body." I added, but I was a little shy.I tried to appear brave, but Arthur could detect a tinge of embarrassment in my voice. He was relieved when I eventually turned around since it gave him the opportunity to dress me up so I wouldn't catch a cold. Truely! I want to dress myself and I don't need his help. He took my hand and tucked it inside the long sleeve. He's suiting me up right now.Mister handsome was going to fasten the dress when I whirled around in an instant. I was only wearing my pink bra with a black net design the entire time he was trying to fit my hand inside the long sleeve.Right now, as Arthur was going to button his shirt, his fingertip accidentally touched my breast, causing an electrical surge to pass through me. It's been a long time since a guy's hands touched my boobs.He knew I was being shy, an
I'm aware that if I die, Arthur will cry a lot. When something awful happens to me, he usually cries a lot.If I ignored him, his eyes would fill with tears.If I yell at him, his eyes will be filled with tears.If I am harmed, his eyes create a lot of tears. He cries a lot for me for the simple reason that he is a cry baby. As I continued to stroke Arthur's cheeks, I cast a soft glance at him. "I want you to promise me something, Arthur." I muttered. He lets out a breath. "But... but I can't make a promise like that." Let's just shift the subject, Cornelia. Hmm. You should also get some fresh air." He said this as he swiftly changed the subject. He had dismissed the concept of being a cry baby. Before hauling me out of the home, Arthur grabbed the three winter coats and two long sleeves. "So, where exactly are we going?" Do you have a specific location in mind for the two of us to visit?" Mister handsome inquired. "I don't have a specific destination in mind, but I just want t
Mister Handsome and I walk back home together, discussing the things we both admire the most. It turns out that we have similar tastes. When we arrived at the mansion, I swiftly made my way straight to the bed, where I rested my head before falling asleep because I was fatigued. I assumed going for a walk wouldn't be tiring, but I guess I was mistaken.Arthur was relieved to see my sleeping face, so he joined me in my slumber. ***He jumped out of bed the next morning and went straight to the kitchen to make breakfast. He was already used to cooking meals for Cornelia, and he doesn't want to stress her out when she finally wakes up from her nap. Arthur returned to Cornelia's chamber and noticed Cornelia stroking her eyelids as I tried to rub the sleep away. I was so tired that I yawned and opened my palms wide. "Good morning, pumpkin." Arthur smiled as he placed the food he had cooked on the bedside table. He was staring at me with a brilliant smile on his face. I return his
"Who exactly are you?" The man who is currently glancing at Mister handsome inquired. "Hmm. "Good morning, Sir... good morning." Arthur greeted pleasantly, knowing full well that he'd messed up. He was terrified and felt that things were not going to go well for him. Furthermore, he had never anticipated seeing the man who is now directly in front of him in his wildest thoughts.The man in front of Arthur frowns as he observes Arthur's expression from to toe. "Eat your greeting, young man, and this is the last time I'll ask you this question, so please respond right away." The man spat bitterly before taking a breather.With a disgusted expression, he looked at Arthur. "Now tell me, who in the fucking hell are you?" Mr. Jamarreon inquired, his gaze fixed on Arthur. "My name is Arthur Alanson. The future husband of your daughter." Arthur responded, but subsequently expressed regret for his reaction. He meant to say that he is Cornelia's lover, but his lips had decided to work on
"Put a stop to it. Okay...geez! You are torturing me with your cuteness." Arthur blushed as he spoke. I approached him and dropped a kiss on his head while blushing like a maniac. "Do you mind if we do something on my bucket list today?" Arthur questioned as he smiled at his reflection in the mirror. I returned his smile, and as our gazes locked on each other's reflection in the mirror, time seemed to stand still. "Seriously. "Do you have anything else on your bucket list besides cooking food?" I questioned since, the last time I heard, Arthur mentioned that making cuisine with his partner is on his bucket list. "Yeah! It's much more than a dinner. "I have a lot of things on my bucket list, but one of them is a surprise today." Mister handsome stated as he rose from his chair. "Your mind is going to be blown away." He continued before winking at me for a moment. Despite the fact that he had just winked at me, I find it difficult not to blush.I have a strange feeling he's planni
Five years later."Mister Handsome... please be careful!" I told Arthur, who was baking a cake for his one and only pumpkin, none other than me. "Are you scared that I would fall and break my leg?" He inquired, and I couldn't help but nod. I'm currently worried that Arthur will trip and shatter his legs. I'm just too worried about him to think about myself. "You should be happy that I'm caring for you, but I still don't mind if you fall, because I would end up laughing at you." I smiled and shrugged as I stated my heart.I merely stated the truth, and the truth will always be the truth. Arthur was currently atop a small stool, attempting to reach the cake knife on the higher side of the kitchen cabinet. He claims to have a unique knife that he keeps hidden in the kitchen cupboard and that he want to use it right now. He smiled as he stepped down from the stool and handed me the knife. 'Gush! I'm relieved that he successfully stepped down from the kitchen stool without injuring
Matured content involved!!?Mister handsome seized my hand and pinned me against the wall in one rapid motion. I smirked with delight because I was relieved to see Arthur assuming command. "I hope you don't mind if I look after the things that God gave to you?" I was questioned by Mister handsome. I quickly acted like an compelled individual, and I began to nod my head in excitement. "I... I... I don't mind!" I muttered in hushed tones. I'm extremely excited right now and don't know what to do to make Arthur snappy.He could clearly see my begging gaze, and as he leaned in closer, he buried a kiss on my neck, sucking my flesh as if it were honey. My hands were pinned to the wall, so all I could do was arched my brows and moan loudly. The sensation was euphoric for me, and I was well aware that Mister handsome had more in store for me. Arthur brought out his tongue and allowed his tongue to explore my body as I bit my bottom lips. The sensation was divine.Mister handsome grinn
There is mature material involved.The sound of birds singing a joyous tune could be heard across the window, and the sun's reflection sneaked through. I brushed my fingertips across the duvet, relishing the aroma of a new day. I slowly opened my closed eyelashes, and there was a handsome young man sleeping just next to me. Arthur is a handsome young man, and just glancing at him made him appear so sexy. But, then...I quickly grabbed the blanket that was keeping me warm in order to stay alert. I recall showering in the bathtub last night, but now it's morning and I'm also on the bed. I sighed with relief as I examined my body, knowing full well that I wasn't naked and that Mister Handsome hadn't done anything to me. 'But how did I get to the bed?'I blinked my lashes a few times before returning my attention to Mister handsome. With my hands, I gently caressed Arthur's face."You really are the most handsome man in the entire universe." I complimented Arthur because I couldn't
Me and Mister Handsome each had a little reception party, and Arthur was quite amorous towards me during the event.Currently! After the reception, Arthur and I went back to our hotel rooms. Alexander followed Arthur Mom as they made their way to Arthur's personal hotel room because Arthur Mom was intended to offer both Mister handsome and I some privacy. I was fatigued, so when the door to the hotel room was opened for me, I went to find the bedroom so I could sleep warmly, but I found something surprising. As soon as I stepped into the bedroom, my mouth hung open slightly. When I saw a bed full of beautiful roses in front of me, I couldn't believe my eyes. "Do you think you're going to like it?" Arthur, who was standing right behind me, inquired. I bit my lower lip and nodded quickly. "I absolutely love it, Arthur." I exclaimed. I continued walking inside the room, straight to the walk-in closet. "Can you help me with my zip code? I need to get rid of this." I spoke to Arthur.
When two loving souls meet and decide to become one, a wedding is nearly always in the works. And a wedding necessitates a well-designed and well-made wedding gown.A lovely white wedding gown with a straight pentagonal necklace and a basque waistline pattern was observed on the body of a lovely young lady with fair Olive complexion.The lady wore a tight gown that clung to her figure. Unlike A-line or ball gown wedding gowns, her gown is a mermaid-like gown that stretches below the knee rather than at the waist, creating the illusion of a mermaid-like "tail" that is totally stunning.It draws attention to the lady's contours. The mermaid dress produces an hourglass figure by hugging the chest and waist and flaring out at the bottom.It had a lace long sleeve that was meant to keep the lady warm, and a white Veil that was used to conceal the lady's face. Exhaling.I walked beautifully and confidently up the church aisle, my gown kissing the ground, and a pianist suddenly played a pia
Many people are still wondering whose funeral Arthur visited and who exactly handed out a napkin to Arthur.... well! The individual is none other than myself. ***Flashback***I could plainly hear them chanting my name on the day the doctor declared that I was dead... Well! Despite the fact that I'm currently lying down in a medical bed, I could hear Arthur calling my name. I could tell by Arthur's voice alone that he must have been hurt seeing my lifeless body.But on the other hand, I'm more than hurt right now. It hurts me to leave Mister handsome alone, but I can't help myself.I don't own my life, so I don't have control over it. I could sense myself in a hospital bed, and the irony is that I'm drowning. I can hear and feel everything all around me, but I can't speak and can't even open my eyes. I'm currently lying on a bed, shackled with a belt and handcuffed. Not that I'm literally being handcuffed, but that's how I feel right now. 'Cornelia... It's finished!' I closed m
We are terrified of the unknown when we die, just as we are when we are born. But fear is something that comes from within ourselves and has nothing to do with reality. Dying is similar to birth in that it is simply a shift.**The casket was elegantly designed and white in hue. Arthur had ordered that the coffin be white, claiming that the coffin is as white as the soul of the person who will be buried in it. Death!Death has no regard for anyone, regardless of size, class, religion, or anything else.Death doesn't inform before it shows up at the door of an individual. Death doesn't make friends with anyone.Everybody is going to be dead one day, just give them time.Death is the penalty we all pay for the privilege of life. Death, for all his power, cannot carry water from the river with a sieve.Death, taxes and childbirth! There’s never any convenient time for any of them.A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statisticDeath is not the opposite of life, but a pa
"You have the power to break my soul. Remove my life from my hands. Defeat me. Hurt me. Murder me. But for God's sake... death, please... don't take... Please don't take Cornelia away from me!" Arthur screamed while sobbing. He's still struggling to accept Cornelia's death. She couldn't be dead, can she?The doctor was no longer in the hospital room, and a couple nurses entered, covering Cornelia's face with a white sheet. Arthur's eyes remained wide open as his parents and Cornelia's parents entered, and his mother clutched him so that he wouldn't do anything logical.He remained motionless as he stared at Cornelia. 'She can't be dead, can she?' Arthur questioned himself once more. "Art... Arthur, I'm truly sorry." Queen Mulan said while cuddling her son. She still finds it difficult to accept Cornelia's abrupt death. It was still a dream, and all she could feel were chills on her skin and her heart splitting into pieces. She simply does not know what she would say to her son
Arthur POV'. After making sure that my wife have safely walked inside the dressing room, I went straight to the seat meant for the audience. Too bad for me because all the front seats were taken, leaving me with no other option but to take the back seat. Well! Since it involves my girlfriend then I'll do anything for her. I'm freaking ready to also endure anything for her which is as long as she's happy. I impatiently waited for Cornelia turn, and when she finally showed up, I became immobile. Her beauty have struck me right on the spot. Well! Immobile isn't the right word to say, because there's no right word that can describe how I felt at this excalt instant. My heart was beating fast, as I stared at the most beautiful or should I say the most magnificent creature of all time.She's my wife, my world, my everything and I can't get enough of staring at her. Cornelia was looking more than stunning in her beautiful elegant fall winter white gown. The gown was beyond breathtak