What Happens in Chapter 1549 – From the Book Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance
Dive into Chapter 1549, a pivotal chapter in Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance, written by Sydney Roberts. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Romance fiction.
Mia clung to her husband’s arm. “Babe, I don’t want to leave you.”
“Be good, I just need to tie up a few things,” Andre said, gently holding her wrist from behind, his broad frame all but wrapping around her, making her feel safe and shielded from the world. “I’d keep you with me if I could, but you’re the only one here who knows what it’s like to be pregnant and a mom. Annie’s at the hospital, and she needs you more. Go be with her, show her the ropes.”
A few sweet words and a couple of well-aimed compliments were all it took—before Mia knew it, she’d been coaxed into Mr. Nettleton’s car, still a little dazed from her husband’s praise. Andre shared a quick, knowing glance with Conner, and they both nodded.
Mia pressed her face to the window, looking back at Andre with a playful little pout. “Honey~”
“I’ll pick you up when I’m done,” Andre promised, giving her soft cheek an affectionate squeeze, savoring the moment.
Then he closed the door. Finally, his clever wife had been gently ushered away.
Andre turned, eyes sharp as steel, and faced the formidable ranks of the Dark Web. He strode forward, ready for business.
***
The Palace.
Cooper headed straight for Kristen’s quarters.
Since he was a man, it wasn’t exactly proper for him to just waltz into the princess’s rooms, so he always brought someone along as an escort.
He waited outside for a few minutes while, inside, Kristen was woken up.
The maids scrambled to help her into some elaborate evening gown, but Kristen waved them off, too lazy to bother, and settled for her simple silk nightgown. Her brown hair tumbled messily down her back.
When Cooper stepped in and saw her in pajamas, he immediately turned his back. “Put something on.”
“This isn’t skin, you know—it’s a nightgown,” Kristen shot back, glancing down at the soft silk.
Without her usual jewelry and dramatic makeup, she looked way more down-to-earth—almost girlish.
Kristen gave Henry’s little bottom a gentle pat. “So, are you going to stare or what?”
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