𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 (𝗶)
𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙤𝙢 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧
[𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝘂]
𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 || When you face deportation, you convince your assistant Ransom to marry you in return for a promotion. But there are two things you don’t know: second, he is the grandson of your boss and first, you’re going to play by his rules.
𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 || smut, angst, fluff, manipulation, happy ending. MINORS PLEASE DNI !
I got this idea while watching The Proposal with my mom. Ransom is going to be his usual asshole self in this unlike the sweet Andrew in the movie. So is the whole Thrombey family. But don’t worry it’s gonna be fluffy and funny!
I’m so excited for this and I hope you guys like it!!! ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎
Your heels clacked on the floor in the tune you had perfected. The moment you stepped foot in the office, all the chatter died down and everyone quickly buried their faces into their work.
You smirked faintly and walked into your glass cabin. They really thought you didn’t have any idea of their antics but you actually very well did know all of their tactics.
How Hugh secretly typed out ‘the witch is coming’ and everyone started furiously typing on their computers. How the entire office paid attention to every small conversation you had.
Being the editor-in-chief of Blood Like Wine publishing house was no small feat. And you had admirers as well as haters and by now, you were well adjusted with both the kinds.
As you took your seat, Hugh followed you inside. Seeing him empty handed, you pursed your lips, “Where’s my coffee?” You asked titling your head. “It accidentally spilt while coming here.”
“Is this one of your new excuses?” You could eye the coffee coloured spot on his signature cream sweater but what could you say, you loved riling him up. He clenched his jaw and breathed deeply before answering,
“I’m sure you aren’t blind ma’am and you can very well see the proof.” Only Hugh Drysdale could call you ma’am with such venom. “You should probably write it in your resume you know, the way you call me ma’am. Right next to certified asshole.”
He chuckled dryly before biting his lower lip. “Well, I’ll give you my resume to fill next time. I’m pretty sure you’ll make it the best one ever.” You raised your eyebrows as you smiled. “Yeah yeah. I would. Now get out of my office.”
This was the perfect summarisation of the relation you had with Hugh. That man was something entirely else. He walked as if he owned this entire company and wore those infuriatingly comfortable sweaters and drove a fucking Beamer.
You were pretty sure he had told you to call him something else on the first day but you had always gone with Hugh, which he absolutely hated. But you did remember something he had told you back then, he had taken this job to impress his grandfather.
You didn’t know what exactly that meant, but you knew he had a love hate relationship with his family. You did eavesdrop on his calls sometimes and he rarely seemed to be happy talking to them.
While he might be a usual pain in the ass, he did his job surprisingly well. He did exactly what was necessary, not a bit more not a bit less. Despite his arrogance, he was a good assistant.
Shaking your head at the enigma Hugh was, you decided to start with your daily work. You had just begun going through with a manuscript when a knock at your door disturbed you.
It was Ana, Walt Thrombey’s assistant. “So what brings you here?” You asked twirling a pen in your hand. Walt didn’t understand shit of this business, he was just warming the seat of CEO because this company belonged to his dad.
On the other hand, Harlan Thrombey was one of the best people you had ever met. Surprisingly he was a funny and approachable man who had a knack for mischief. When you first joined, you didn’t expect to become such a good friend of Harlan.
“Sir wants to talk with you.” She quickly chirped. “About what?” You genuinely didn’t have any idea what he wanted to talk about. “No idea. It’s just urgent.” Nodding once, she walked out.
Sliding the manuscript back on the table, you exited the office. Once again everyone got busy in their work and you were pretty sure it was Hugh’s doing. You chewed your inner cheeks as you walked up to Walt’s cabin.
“You called me?” He was staring out of the window when you entered. Some days you wondered if you were the only one who actually worked in this place. “Yeah. It’s been an absolute pleasure to have you working here. You are one of the most dedicated, hardworking…”
You stopped him from going any further. “Wait. Why are you talking like that?” He sighed dramatically before continuing, “Your visa has expired. You are going to be… deported.”
You pursed your lips and stared at the corner of the room. “Is there any way I could stop this?” Looking at Walt’s demeanour you were sure he wanted you gone but there was no harm trying. “Not many ways, really. We’ll miss you.”
No you won’t, you thought to yourself. Your brain was working million miles per minute trying to find any solution. If you went back, all your hard work would go down the drain. No no no, there had to be some way.
Just then Hugh walked in, “A client is calling you.” He didn’t even knock and you couldn’t get more frustrated. “Really? You don’t even have the manners to knock?” You screamed at his face.
A thing about him, which annoyed you as well as interested you, was that he never really got angry at you. Whenever you shouted at him, he just smirked to your face and retorted back calmly.
He folded his thick arms and leaned back against the door, “Wow. Is some drama going on because then spill the tea.” But you weren’t the only one who was irritated by Hugh.
“You’d like to know wouldn’t you? You good for nothing prick, get the fuck out of my office.” You didn’t know why but Walt always lost his shit at the instant he saw Hugh.
You were about to support Walt, but then you saw Hugh. Like you really saw Hugh. He was a piece of work for sure, but he was American! And you did have an ace card over him.
You knew the idea that brewed in your head was bad. Illegal even. But then you were desperate and Hugh wasn’t a man to be pitied. Walking closer to him, you linked your hands together.
“Walt, I would’ve gone back and left all this. But then I have to tell you something. I and Hugh are… getting married!” You said with a fake laugh as you patted Hugh’s surprisingly hard abs.
You hadn’t ever seen him so dumbstruck before. He smiled at Walt for a whole minute before your words settled in. “Um…. What?” His face was a combination of disbelief and shock.
“Just go ahead with it. I could make you the editor.” You whispered in his ear so Walt couldn’t hear you. Hugh went still at the mention of being an editor. You didn’t know why, but that man was dying to become one. And it was probably the only reason he tolerated you.
“You… are marrying… her! Are you fucking kidding me?” Walt looked even more shocked than Hugh. “Yes. We are marrying, aren’t we Hugh?” Walt let out a loud sarcastic laugh, “She calls you Hugh and you are going to marry her?”
That wasn’t the reaction you had expected out of Walt. You had expected him to be shocked because you were going to marry your assistant. But it very much wasn’t the case. He was rather surprised that Hugh was marrying you.
Ransom desperately wanted to be an editor. Harlan had made it very clear with him, he had to work as your assistant and if you made him an editor then, and only then would he get the part of his inheritance.
Ransom had thought this challenge to be stupid and too simple. But oh, how wrong he was. You were strict and uptight. And no matter what he did, you never said one nice word to him. And he was pretty sure you weren’t ever going to promote him.
But this chance, this could be it for him. All he had to do was pretend in your stupid plan and get all that he wanted. Once you made him the editor and he got his inheritance, he wouldn’t ever show up to work in this stupid little company.
“Yes. Yes. We are… going to marry each other.” He placed his hand on your hips and pulled you closer. His body was warm and oddly comforting. “It wasn’t supposed to happen, but we are in love.”
“Love is a very complex, intriguing, stupid yet the most… beautiful thing to happen to us. Isn’t it Hugh?” Walt was just staring slack jawed at this point. “Absolutely. I love you, my sweet sweet boss.”
“What the fuck was that?” Ransom demanded the moment you both entered your cabin. “Calm down big boy, I’ll explain it to ya.” You said condescendingly as you slumped back into your chair.
After a good ten minutes, Ransom finally understood your position. He didn’t express it, but he liked the plan. Not only was he getting leverage over you, he would also be getting his money. “So if I say no… you’ll be fucked.” He stated plainly.
“Yes I would be totally fucked. But then so would you be, just think of all that you’ve done for me and how it would be waste. And how disappointed your granddad would be with you. But…”
You paused for the effect before continuing, “If you agreed to be my husband, your dream of becoming an editor would come true and also you’d impress your grandfather.”
“So you do pay attention to the things I say.” Ransom didn’t really expect you to remember that one time he had told you about his granddad. He hadn’t really told you who he was, or what the actual deal was.
“A pro tip, don’t call me Hugh because no one except you does. Call me Ransom.” Ahh, right that’s what he had told you to call him on that first day. You couldn’t stop the laugh that bubbled up within you.
“Really? Ransom? Did your parents actually name you that?” He nodded in agreement. “You people would do anything to be unique wouldn’t you? Like if you were kidnapped what would the kidnapper say?
Give us ransom in exchange of Ransom. It sounds so stupid.” Ransom wanted to be angry with you, he really did. Nobody made fun of his precious name. But then seeing you truly laugh made him wanted to tell you his name over and over again so that you’d laugh again.
No Ransom get a grip of yourself, he mentally chastised himself. What was he even thinking? He didn’t like you, at all. He prayed that you would fracture your leg and wouldn’t come to work almost every night. “Haha so funny.”
“Okay okay. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t laugh at your name. But I know someone else with that name too. Do you know Mr. Thrombey’s grandson’s name is Ransom too?” You hadn’t ever met him but from Harlan’s over all approach, he was a trust fund prick who was overtly loved by his family.
Ransom bit his lips with excitement. He wanted to see your face when you’d realise who he actually was. Earlier he had planned to drop the bomb on the day he resigned and make a grand exit. But now he had changed his plans.
“So… are you ready to be my husband?” Ransom sighed and shook his head. “Ask me nicely.” The man and his arrogance. “Mr. Hugh Ransom Drysdale will you marry me?”
“I heard you gotta get down on your knees while proposing properly.” He was gonna be the death of you. Huffing out a breath, you somehow managed to bent down on your knees in your heels and dress.
“Ransom, will you make me the luckiest woman alive by marrying me?” Ransom gasped, faking surprise and placed his palms on his mouth. “Oh my god!” The entire office had collected outside of your cabin with their faces sticking to the glass to see the show.
He nodded like he was staring in those surprise proposal videos. He might have been a better actor, you thought to yourself. Still carrying on with his terrific act, Ransom finally answered,
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Ending It All (Alternate Ending)
A/N: This is an alternate ending for those who wanted the reader and Chris to end up back together, This series have officially come to an end so thank you so much for all your support guys. I am open to blurb requests and I would love it if you send some requests. I’ll be happy to write about them. Love you guys🤍
Chris Evans Fan fiction (Fan fiction Masterlist)
Summary: You break up with Tom because the kids call him dad and you just didn’t want anyone to take Chris’s place. Chris comes over and you both confess that you still love each other. You get back together and the kids are really happy about it.
Warnings: Angst and fluff.
“Hey. What happened?” Chris asked as soon as you opened the door with tears running down her face.
“I’m sorry for calling you at this time. It’s just- I just-” Unable to continue your sentence, you buried your face in your hands and let out a gut wrenching sob.
“Come here, darling.” Gently taking you in to his arms, he led you to the couch. Once you calmed down a little, he spoke again. “Tell me what’s going on.”
“I broke up with Tom.”
The whole day was still running through your mind like it was still happening. Tom had come to your house to take you and the kids to dinner. You had been dating for almost a year now and it had been baby steps. You still had feelings for Chris and even though you wanted to move on, you couldn’t. He was still the love of your life and you were afraid that he might always be.
You liked Tom but you didn’t know if you would ever love him. He was a really nice person with a great personality but he might not be the one for you. However, there was always a chance that if you spend more time with you would fall in love with him. Your kids loved him and he would be a perfect life partner. At least, that’s how you kept convincing yourself to be in that relationship.
“Darling, you need to tell me. I’m worried here.” The little frown on his forehead told you how concerned he actually was.
“Mia called him daddy. I couldn’t-” Hearing your daughter address Tom with that word tore your heart apart. No one deserved that title more than your ex husband. He may have not wanted you but he was a damn good father to your children.
“Uh, okay. It’s okay. I could have talked to Mia about it.”
“It’s not that. I don’t want my children to ever assume that they have another father.”
Chris was shocked at your outburst. He thought that you were moving on and he knew that the children liked Tom. There was a possibility that they would start addressing Tom as dad and he had come to terms with it. It was all his fault so he was ready to face the karma.
“Just take a deep breath and tell me what you are feeling right now.”
Wiping the tears away, you spoke with a slightly broken voice. “I don’t want my children to have another father. Hell, I don’t want another man or husband in my life.”
“(Y/N), it’s okay if you’re not ready right now.” Even though it had been almost three years till your divorce, he understood that you might not be ready to move on. He was not so he knew how you must be feeling.
“That’s just the point. I don’t want anyone else.”
“’kay.” Chris was confused as to where this was going and he didn’t want to assume anything.
“God, I’m so pathetic.”
“Hey, hey.” Making you face her, he talked in a soothing voice. “You can be honest with me.”
“You don’t want me and I am still pining over you.”
“I don’t have any self respect because I still want to be in your life. I still love you even though three years have passed by.”
Still sitting on his knees on the floor, he saw you pacing around the living room. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. You still wanted him. You still wanted to be with him after all the things he had done. After all the crap he put you through. This all felt like dream.
You were still blabbering and Chris just got up from his place and kissed you. Startled, you didn’t respond at first but then you closed your eyes and responded. This was what you were talking about. The kiss was magical and no one made you feel like that.
“Listen, darling. I love you too and I regret tearing us apart from the moment I did it. I was a fool for ever thinking that I could ever live without you. I just want my family back.”
With tears in your eyes, you smiled at him. “We’re going to take this slow but we can tell the kids tomorrow that we’re getting back together.” You wanted to work on your relationship and not just dive back in. You wanted to do it right this time.
“Whatever you say darlin’.” Pecking you on your lips, he mumbled against your lips. “Want to kiss the children goodbye.”
“You can sleep with me but nothing else.”
“Let’s go to our kids now.”
Walking up to their joined room, you both leaned down and kissed Jace and Mia on their foreheads one by one. Chris picked up their pillows from the floor and raised their heads to place it underneath them. You covered them with their blankets and gently closed their bedroom door.
You slept peacefully that night with your lover’s arms wrapped around you. It was the best sleep that you had in the past three years. You knew that everything was going to be okay and you were going to be happy. Your family was finally going to be okay.
“Mommy! Daddy! You’re both here!” Two excited voices woke you both up from your sleep and simultaneous jumping on the bed.
“Guys, stop.” Chris got up and took them both in his lap. “Inner voices.”
“I want some cuddles now.” Both the kids snuggled in to their father’s chest and laid back down with him. This was your family’s routine every morning before the divorce and your chest was bursting out of happiness when you saw the routine in place. “Get in here, (Y/N). The hug is incomplete without you.”
“Okay but just for ten minutes and then we’ll have breakfast.”
“Okay, mommy.” The collective response from all three of them made you laugh out loud and you playfully hit your husband’s chest.
“Love you guys.” Murmuring the sentence emotionally, he tightened his arms around his little family.
He never thought that he would get you all back. He thought he had lost you all and he would be left alone. But you are giving him a chance and he was so lucky to have you. He was okay with taking things slow because he knew there were many things that needed to be worked out. However, you all were together right now and that’s what matters.
“We love you too.” You all kissed him one by one and just laid there in each other’s arms. It was blissful and everything was going to be okay.
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A/N: I loved writing this series so much. It might be one of my best works yet so hope you guys love it. Tell me how you feel about this series.Once again, I’m open to requests.
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