All Chapters of Falling For Mr King: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Steven tried not to laugh as he watched Marie trying to hide her surprise. After their last fight about Sandra, Steven was determined to build bridges, even if that meant pretending to be friendly with someone who he didn't like or trust. He had asked for her help to pick out a collection of shoes he wanted to give Marie by the next week. He had also sworn her to secrecy so she didn't go tattling off to Marie.“ Can I have some orange juice too?” Rick butted in, his signature frown on his face as both women turned to look at him.“Of course, Rick. Babe, can you pour him some?” Marie asked.He overheard snippets of their conversation as he poured some juice for Rick. Sandra was saying something about him reaching out to her, while Marie tried to find out what her brilliant idea had been. He wasn't too worried, he knew Sandra could hold her own where Marie was concerned.“Can you take me to the museum?” Rick asked as soon as he had downed the contents of his glass down this throat.“I d

“Will you?” He mumbled, resting his forehead on hers as he swayed her from side to side.“Well, are you asking me now?” She asked, keeping her tone level so as not to give anything away. Even if her insides were screaming and dying with excitement.“Well, not exactly right now. But I'm just saying, is it something you think you’d ever want to do?”“I guess you’d just have to wait to know until you ask me for real.” She said, before raising her head and giving him a passionate kiss that sent all anxious thoughts racing from her mind. This was her Steven King and he loved her and was thinking of marrying her. When she broke off the kiss, she looked into his eyes and said,“I know it's crazy but I think we should date for a little while. I already know what I want though so it's not to convince myself. I just want to be your girlfriend a little bit more. But you'll know my answer for sure when you really ask me.” She said, before pressing her lips to his cheek.“Alright.” Steven said, an

“Babe, I want to sell my old car. Do you think you could help me get a good deal for it?” Marie asked Steven, while they rode the elevator that led to their office floor.“Yes, I can. But why do you want to sell it?”“Err… you got me the new BMW, the other one sits in the garage all day. And I need the cash.”“Babe, if you're having problems…” Steven started to say but Marie held up her hand.“Nothing serious. I need to get someone a gift.”“Who?”“Ugh. Can you sell the car or not? Your questions are aging me, Steven.”“I’ll fix it and sell it. But you know I can give you whatever money you…”“Steven!”“Okay. Fine.” Steven said, stepping out of the elevator and holding his hand out for her.“Will you work from my office today?”“Nope. Absolutely not.” She replied. It was going to be tough enough plotting his surprise birthday from her seat in her own office. She checked her emails, set up Steven’s meetings for the day and went to his office to brief him on his next meeting.“You have

“Hey, hotstuff. Ready to go?” Marie asked as she strolled into Steven's office at 5:00 PM.“Oh shoot. I’ll have the driver drop you off, and I'll take some other car. I have this thing I have to attend.”“What thing? I didn't see anything on your calendar.” She quizzed, her brow shooting up.“Err, it's not official. I'm meeting with a friend.” He said“Were you planning on telling me at some point?” She asked, arms akimbo.“Sorry, Love. It kind of sprung up on me. In fact, I have to go now if I want to catch up.”“But? Who's this friend?”“You don't know her, Love. See ya at home.” He said, placing a kiss on her cheek and then dashing out the door.“But who's she?” Marie's voice trailed after him.Sandra had better have a good reason for all the calls and secrecy. A very good one. He arrived at the restaurant ten minutes early and had to wait for thirty whole minutes after their agreed time before she showed up. He stood up to give her a handshake but she pulled him into a tight hug

Marie tossed and turned in her bed as her mind traveled in a thousand different directions. Why was it that she trusted Steven so much and yet her heart was still beating wildly about his cryptic dinner?Everytime she looked into Steven King’s eyes, she didn't think the man was capable of hurting her. But she had been wrong before, and she had almost fallen apart when her entire world crashed before her eyes.She had to be a stronger, wiser version of herself than the nineteen-year-old who let herself be deceived by a manipulative guy who had turned her into his bank and sex slave. The door opened and Rick stood in the doorway clutching a stuffed bear. Beckoning him to enter with her fingers, she scooted to make room for him since he favored the right side of her bed.Grabbing her phone from the bedside table, she opened the text thread between James and Ellen, and herEllenHey Peoplessss… Marie, great news. I was checking through records at the office and found that the Kingfisher