Billionaire's Hidden Princess by Alegna Ciee (romance novel chinese novels TXT) 📗

Chapter Twenty-Seven: An Invitation

Half a week after the monthly fashion competition happened, Leticia found a reason to celebrate tonight with Livius.

“So, you won…Congratulations, princess,” her boyfriend commended before kissing her forehead lovingly, making her blush and giggle a little.

The couple is inside his condominium unit at the moment, having a feast after she took first place at the contest. The results had just been announced earlier, and as soon as they did, the first person she passed the news on was him.

With that, Livius prepared what seemed like a lavish banquet to share her moment of joy and victory. As soon as evening falls, a bottle of wine and platter of various dishes have all been set on the table at the living room.

Both of them are sitting side by side on the sofa as Leticia takes out the necktie from her bag and presents it to him. She’s grinning from ear to ear, proud that her hard work paid off.

“And I’ll give this to you, Livi. Here, let me try it on you,” she enthused before wrapping the necktie around his collar.

“Oh, it’s actually for me?” he chuckled, letting her put it on him.

“Of course! Isn’t it obvious by the design? I specially made it blue, for one, since that color suits you the most.”  

“I see. Thank you, princess.”

Enamored once more, Livius tilts his head a little and kisses her cheek fondly. He then lifts her up, places her on his lap and makes her face him, letting her have a better angle to put the necktie on him.    

Unlike before, Leticia is no longer that surprised by his onslaughts of sweetness and sudden displays of intimacy. She has even gotten more comfortable with sitting on his thighs – something she always does now whenever she’s helping him style his hair or wear his tie.  

“Done…!” she chirped blithely, leaning back a little to take a better look.

“See? I knew that it will look great on you-“

Right then, though, Livius cuts her off by pulling her back again and burying his face under her chin, taking her aback. He folds his arms around her waist before squeezing her tightly, breathing in her enthralling fruity scent.

“Livi…? You already wanna cuddle? We haven’t finished eating, though,” she quipped playfully, letting out a small giggle.

“Just a moment. I only want to give you my reward,” he voiced out breathily with a proud and contented smile.

Livius can’t really help but be proud of his girlfriend, though. Despite the fact that she’s having a hard time dealing with people, she’s still excelling in almost everything she does – her cooking is mouth-watering, she’s good at household chores, her grades are above average, and her skills are on the same level with a true professional.

He’s able to learn most of these after talking with some of her college professors at one point. They used to mention her name when the topic was all about the cream-of-the-top future fashion designers of the university or anything along that line.    

Then again, Leticia has said it to him once herself. One of the main reasons why she gets to pay for her college fees is her scholarship, which she should maintain by getting good grades consecutively.

In a way, the things she lacks in life become her motivation to grow and be better.

“Say, princess…” Livius started again, tilting his head upward to look at her.

“Hmmm…? What is it?” Leticia replied sweetly, staring back down at him.

“Were you born to be my wife?”

Then, she choked.

Just when she thought that he’s going to say something important, he suddenly says something unpredictable instead. Despite her incredulous reaction, though, he only keeps peering at her intently and smiling ambiguously. He’s probably not kidding around after all.

“W-Why did you ask that so out of the blue?” Leticia asked in puzzlement.

“Because everything about you tells me that you’re born to be my wife… Don’t you want to?” Livius questioned back, making her face bloom a vibrant red color.

“L-Livi… A-Are you being serious?”

“I’m always serious when it comes to you.”

“I-Isn’t that still far-fetched, though?”

“How come? You’re going to graduate this school year.”

“I-I know, b-but…”

“Sorry… Perhaps, I didn’t do it properly.”

“Huh?”

Layered by enigma, Livius just continues smirking at Leticia before removing one of his hands from her waist and fishing out his cellphone from his pocket. He then shows her a digital copy of the invitation card for his company’s anniversary that will be happening this week.

Her eyes widen at this in surprise, already getting a hunch of what this is all about.

“Our foundation day is just around the corner. Isn’t that a perfect time to tell the world how serious I am about you, princess?” he asked with strong conviction, an earnest look gracing his features.

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