Accidental Proposal
Donna Sheldon · Ongoing · 59.4k Words
Introduction
I knew Thomas loved me. I could feel it in the way he looked at me, the way he held me like I was his whole world. And I loved him just as much. We were ready- I was ready. So why drag it out?
Heart pounding, I took one last sip of the drink I had been nursing for an hour, hoping it would give me a little more courage.
I walked up to him and, without giving myself time to overthink, I blurted it out. "I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?"
Silence. An impossibly long, heavy silence.
And then, the reply, "Well, that's… unexpected."
That voice- it wasn't Thomas' voice. It was deeper, smoother, a voice that sent a chill down my spine.
Standing there, eyebrows raised, was the CEO. The CEO. Looking every bit as shocked as I felt.
Oh. My. God.
I had just proposed… to my boss.
"Oh my God, I am so sorry," I stammered, my face probably turning ten shades of red. "I thought you were- this is so embarrassing, I-"
But he didn't look horrified. He was… smiling? And then, as if the universe hadn't humiliated me enough, he said, "Yes."
Her plan was flawless: surprise her secret boyfriend with a heartfelt proposal on Valentine's Day. Simple, romantic, perfect- until one drunken mistake turned everything upside down.
Now, she's somehow stuck in a fake engagement with her boss. As if that wasn't messy enough, she discovers her boyfriend has been sneaking around with someone else.
Her one reason to escape this charade is gone. But the longer she plays the role of his fiancee, the harder it gets to remember it's all pretend...
Chapter 1
Isabella POV
I'm going to propose.
I knew it wasn't exactly traditional. A girl proposing? Yeah, that's not exactly what people imagine when they think of romance. Most would probably raise an eyebrow- or worse, flat-out judge me for it. But honestly, I didn't care. I couldn't wait any longer.
I knew he loved me. I could feel it in the way he looked at me, the way he held me like I was his whole world. And I loved him just as much. We were ready- I was ready. So why drag it out? Why keep waiting for some arbitrary "perfect moment" when I could make the moment perfect myself?
And what better day to do it than Valentine's Day? It was the ultimate symbol of love and romance. The timing felt just right for something as big as this. A little life-changing surprise to seal the deal.
For a while, we had kept our relationship a secret. Not because we wanted to, but because dating a coworker at our company was a big no-no. Yet here I was, planning to pop the question after work, picturing his shocked smile and the way he would laugh and say "yes" a million times. My nerves were buzzing, but this was it.
Or… it was supposed to be it.
Because fate- or maybe our clueless manager- had other plans.
Somehow, our boss decided that tonight, of all nights, we needed to "celebrate the season of love" as a team. Which meant we were all crammed into this overcrowded bar, with "Team Spirit" banners hanging from every possible surface. Instead of candlelight and roses, there was a loud jukebox playing pop songs mixed with outdated ballads.
And just when I thought the night couldn't get any worse, our CEO showed up. Yes, Mr. Tall and Intimidating, who never even bothered with office holiday parties, decided to grace us with his presence. On Valentine's Day. Exactly what I needed tonight- an extra pair of eyes, specifically his, watching everything like a hawk. Perfect.
My nerves were frayed. Between trying not to look too obvious whenever Thomas glanced at me and keeping up with forced small talk for the CEO's sake, this was not how I had pictured my night. I kept sneaking glances at my boyfriend, wondering if we would ever get a moment alone. And all I kept thinking was, didn't our CEO have somewhere else to be? Like a private yacht or a rooftop cocktail party?
Finally- finally- the CEO got up to leave. He nodded curtly to a few people and walked out, and you could feel the collective sigh of relief pass through the room. I leaned back, thinking that maybe, just maybe, there was still a chance to save my evening.
Then, Thomas stood up, gesturing that he needed to take a call outside. This was it. My chance.
Heart pounding, I took one last sip of the drink I had been nursing for an hour, hoping it would give me a little more courage. I took a deep breath and slipped outside.
The cool night air hit me, waking me up like a splash of water. I spotted him a few steps away, near a tree, phone pressed to his ear, looking distracted. Suddenly, all the nerves I had been trying to keep under control came rushing back, but I pushed them aside.
This was what I wanted, right? No turning back now.
I walked up to him and, without giving myself time to overthink, I blurted it out. "I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?"
Silence. An impossibly long, heavy silence.
And then, the reply: "Well, that's… unexpected."
That voice- it wasn't his voice. It was deeper, smoother, a voice that sent a chill down my spine. My heart sank, and I lifted my gaze, praying this was some bizarre joke.
It wasn't. Standing there, eyebrows raised, was the CEO. The CEO. Looking every bit as shocked as I felt.
Oh. My. God.
My stomach plummeted. I had just proposed… to my boss. My intimidating, powerful, cold-as-ice boss. This could not be happening.
"Oh my God, I am so sorry," I stammered, my face probably turning ten shades of red. "I thought you were- this is so embarrassing, I-"
But he didn't look horrified. He was… smiling? It was a slow, amused smile that wasn't helping my humiliation at all.
And then, as if the universe hadn't humiliated me enough, he said, "Yes."
I blinked. "Yes?"
"Yes," he repeated, with a glint of amusement in his eyes. "I accept."
Wait… what? Is he messing with me? I searched his face, but there wasn't a hint of a joke. He was serious. I had accidentally proposed to my CEO, and he accepted.
This wasn't happening. It just couldn't be.
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At my birthday party, my husband whispered to his mistress in French that he missed her. His voice was low, but I heard it all—the black lingerie, the bit about how pregnancy makes you more sensitive. His French clients around us were laughing. He turned and put his arm around me, claiming he was just helping his clients come up with sweet nothings.
He doesn't know I understand every single word. Just like he doesn't know that inside my body, I'm carrying his other surprise. And his mistress—she's pregnant too. Two wombs, one secret.
Confrontation would be too cheap. Tears are worthless. I quietly started cataloging the hidden networks my father left behind, activating the Swiss accounts.
In seven days, Zoey Smith will cease to exist. And what will my husband's reaction be?
When I Disappeared, He Regretted It
The moment the screen lit up, my entire world came crashing down.
The woman on the bed was Calista - that girl who grew up with us since we were kids. And that hand caressing her skin was wearing the wedding ring I had personally put on Matteo's finger.
"I've missed you so much..."
"You drive me crazy, baby..."
Those sweet words I knew so well completely destroyed me.
Everyone said we were the perfect couple, but who knew this marriage was built on nothing but lies?
Since he's so good at acting, I guess it's time I gave him a show of my own. I'm going to make sure everyone sees what this "perfect husband" really is...
The Family Sacrifice
I simply said one word: "Okay."
My parents and Gilbert were stunned. They rushed to have me sign the voluntary donation form, afraid I’d change my mind.
Some days later, they sent me to the operating room.
Dad said, "Yvonne will finally be saved. We're so proud of you."
Mom said, "After the surgery, we'll make it up to you."
Gilbert looked tenderly at Yvonne and said, "When you're better, where should we travel?"
What they didn't know was that the day I agreed, I'd just received my diagnosis, stage four cancer. Three months to live.
As I lay on the cold operating table, as the anesthesia began to take effect, I only wanted to know one thing:
If I die on this operating table, will they regret it?
He Never Loved Me, Until I Left
I put away the divorce agreement with a wry smile.
When he and my son completely disappeared, he finally panicked.
Three months later .
He knelt down on the streets of Chicago in despair, begging me to remarry him.
My six-year-old son looked coldly at his biological father and said, "Get lost, you bad uncle! You don't deserve to be my dad!"
He Thought I'd Never Leave
When he said he was being bullied, I believed him. When he kissed me on that rooftop, I thought he felt the same. When he asked me to transfer schools with him, I said yes without hesitation.
Then I heard him bragging to his friends: "She'd save her first time for me. Hell, she'd still be thinking of me on her wedding night."
The bullying was staged. The kiss meant nothing. He just wanted me gone—so his new girl could feel more comfortable.
He thought I'd beg. He thought I'd cry. He thought I'd never actually leave.
I left the country.
And ran straight into his stepbrother.
I Died While They Threw Her a Party
Their real daughter came home. She'd only been back two years. That's all it took to erase twenty-four.
When kidnappers grabbed us, I used my body as a shield. They beat me until something inside me ruptured. I was dying from internal bleeding, but no one could tell.
My parents wouldn't even look at me. "This is your fault! None of this would've happened if it weren't for you!"
"Get downstairs and apologize to your sister. If you can't, pack your things and get out."
They threw her a party at a downtown hotel while I died alone in my room.
I thought they'd be relieved. Maybe even glad. I thought they'd just move on like I never existed.
But when they finally learned the truth, they fell apart.
Bury Me in His Regret
The kidnapper pressed the gun to my temple and asked, "Choose your wife or your sister-in-law?"
Zachary didn't hesitate. "Let Valerie go," he said.
He actually chose to save his sister-in-law! In that moment, even the baby in my belly seemed to stop kicking.
Later, they locked me in the basement. Drugs to delay labor were pumped into my veins over and over. Zachary wanted to save the "firstborn son" status for his sister-in-law's child.
When warm blood finally soaked through my skirt, I dialed the number I knew by heart with shaking hands.
"Zachary," I whispered into the phone, "our child... can't wait any longer."
The Kidney That Killed Me
A few months ago, my sister was hospitalized with kidney failure. The doctor said she needed a transplant. My family's first thought was me—the backup daughter they'd kept around all these years.
When my husband Allen took my hand with tears in his eyes and said, "Only you can save her," I agreed without hesitation.
When the doctor explained the surgical risks and potential complications, I smiled and nodded my understanding.
My parents said I'd finally learned what sisterly love meant.
Even Allen, who'd always been cold to me, held my hand gently and said, "The surgery's safe. You're so healthy, nothing will go wrong. When you recover, I'll take you to Hawaii."
But they don't know that no matter how the surgery goes, I won't be around to celebrate.
Because I just got my own test results—I have terminal brain cancer. I'm going to die anyway.
After the Affair: Falling into a Billionaire's Arms
From first crush to wedding vows, George Capulet and I had been inseparable. But in our seventh year of marriage, he began an affair with his secretary.
On my birthday, he took her on vacation. On our anniversary, he brought her to our home and made love to her in our bed...
Heartbroken, I tricked him into signing divorce papers.
George remained unconcerned, convinced I would never leave him.
His deceptions continued until the day the divorce was finalized. I threw the papers in his face: "George Capulet, from this moment on, get out of my life!"
Only then did panic flood his eyes as he begged me to stay.
When his calls bombarded my phone later that night, it wasn't me who answered, but my new boyfriend Julian.
"Don't you know," Julian chuckled into the receiver, "that a proper ex-boyfriend should be as quiet as the dead?"
George seethed through gritted teeth: "Put her on the phone!"
"I'm afraid that's impossible."
Julian dropped a gentle kiss on my sleeping form nestled against him. "She's exhausted. She just fell asleep."
Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother
"What is wrong with me?
Why does being near him make my skin feel too tight, like I’m wearing a sweater two sizes too small?
It’s just newness, I tell myself firmly.
He’s my boyfirend’s brother.
This is Tyler’s family.
I’m not going to let one cold stare undo that.
**
As a ballet dancer, My life looks perfect—scholarship, starring role, sweet boyfriend Tyler. Until Tyler shows his true colors and his older brother, Asher, comes home.
Asher is a Navy veteran with battle scars and zero patience. He calls me "princess" like it's an insult. I can't stand him.
When My ankle injury forces her to recover at the family lake house, I‘m stuck with both brothers. What starts as mutual hatred slowly turns into something forbidden.
I'm falling for my boyfriend's brother.
**
I hate girls like her.
Entitled.
Delicate.
And still—
Still.
The image of her standing in the doorway, clutching her cardigan tighter around her narrow shoulders, trying to smile through the awkwardness, won’t leave me.
Neither does the memory of Tyler. Leaving her here without a second thought.
I shouldn’t care.
I don’t care.
It’s not my problem if Tyler’s an idiot.
It’s not my business if some spoiled little princess has to walk home in the dark.
I’m not here to rescue anyone.
Especially not her.
Especially not someone like her.
She’s not my problem.
And I’ll make damn sure she never becomes one.
But when my eyes fell on her lips, I wanted her to be mine.
Alpha Nicholas's Little Mate
What? No—wait… oh Moon Goddess, no.
Please tell me you're joking, Lex.
But she's not. I can feel her excitement bubbling under my skin, while all I feel is dread.
We turn the corner, and the scent hits me like a punch to the chest—cinnamon and something impossibly warm. My eyes scan the room until they land on him. Tall. Commanding. Beautiful.
And then, just as quickly… he sees me.
His expression twists.
"Fuck no."
He turns—and runs.
My mate sees me and runs.
Bonnie has spent her entire life being broken down and abused by the people closest to her including her very own twin sister. Alongside her best friend Lilly who also lives a life of hell, they plan to run away while attending the biggest ball of the year while it's being hosted by another pack, only things don't quite go to plan leaving both girls feeling lost and unsure about their futures.
Alpha Nicholas is 28, mateless, and has no plans to change that. It's his turn to host the annual Blue Moon Ball this year and the last thing he expects is to find his mate. What he expects even less is for his mate to be 10 years younger than him and how his body reacts to her. While he tries to refuse to acknowledge that he has met his mate his world is turned upside down after guards catch two she-wolves running through his lands.
Once they are brought to him he finds himself once again facing his mate and discovers that she's hiding secrets that will make him want to kill more than one person.
Can he overcome his feelings towards having a mate and one that is so much younger than him? Will his mate want him after already feeling the sting of his unofficial rejection? Can they both work on letting go of the past and moving forward together or will fate have different plans and keep them apart?
