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Brian X Vanessa PT. 2
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2026-07-14 00:06:09
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Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend You Don't Care
MIAI’d spent the last three hours hunting for a lead on the Mayor project. So far, I'd come up with absolutely nothing.This was one of those moments when reporting felt dangerously close to detective work. The board behind me was proof enough: clipped headlines, dated stills, red string tying a public face to private movement. I even had the posture down, leaning back against my desk with my arms folded, eyes moving over every detail I was convinced I’d missed the first ten times.All that was missing was a—“Please tell me you’re not still hunting down the Mayor” his calm voice fluttered in alongside the scent of warm coffee.“And if I am?” I asked, without turning.“Then I feel obligated to say that promoting you again is going to put me out of a job.” Felix stopped beside me and set one of the cups near my notes. “That would be harsh, considering I’ve been a decent boss.”I glanced sideways and met his warm, amber eyes. The CEO of the biggest reporting firm in the city looked
Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend My Rules
THEOHow much longer could I go on pretending I didn’t want to kill this guy every time we met?Shit, even before we met, when I saw him on that damned headline standing beside Tiffany like he belonged there, I wanted to rip his fucking head off.Unfortunately, I couldn’t murder Mason Sinclair at the Reese dinner table.Not with her parents watching. Not with the shock of his entrance still sitting over the room like smoke.“Mr. Sinclair,” Mr. Reese said first, already recovering into hospitality. “What a wonderful surprise. I didn’t expect you to come around tonight.”He glanced at his wife, and Mrs. Reese rose halfway from her chair to make another plate.“That won’t be necessary,” Mason said. “I won’t be here long. And I do apologise for the sudden intrusion. I know I was supposed to come tomorrow, but I got a little impatient.”Supposed to?Did he come here often?!“It’s completely fine,” Mr. Reese replied. “The more the merrier. Oh—” he turned toward me, “this is—”“Theo Campbe
Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend Wanna Play?
BRIANSabrina’s driver did not look at me once.That alone said enough about the life she had stepped into. The car was quiet, black, and expensive in the way that did not need to announce itself. Leather too clean. Partition up. A bottle of water placed in the side panel like comfort had been arranged in advance. Sabrina sat across from me with one leg crossed over the other, coat open, the diamond on her finger catching every passing streetlight.She looked well.Not patched-together well. Not surviving well. Properly kept. Hair longer than I remembered, that muted violet richer now, styled like she had somewhere worth arriving. The kind of soft luxury that did not come from temporary affection.I took it in without bothering to hide it… and of course, she noticed.“If you’re looking for regret,” she said, “you won’t find it on me.”“I’m not.”Her mouth curved, not quite a smile. “Sure you're not.”The car turned out of the industrial stretch and toward the richer edge of the city,
Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend Sorry I'm Late
TIFFANYI thought the kiss would end it.Not fix it. Not soften it. Just end the immediate pressure of Theo’s mouth on mine and the demand still hot between us. I pulled back first, breath uneven, and used the only wall I had left.“You… you don’t get to accuse me one day and act like I owe you the truth the next,” I said.I don't why I even said it, but I knew that should've done it. Well, at least I thought it did. A man with pride as carefully kept as Theo Campbell’s should have taken the hit, straightened his coat, and left me with the mess Mason created. That was what I expected. What I braced for.Instead, Theo looked at me for a long second, jaw still tight from the argument, and said, “Fine then” he pulled away. “I’ll walk you home.”He'd already turned before I'd started refusing. “W… what? No.”“I’m not asking.”And somehow, that was how he ended up in my parents’ kitchen.I still didn’t know how to explain that part cleanly. One minute we were on a side street with thre
Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend The Truth
TIFFANY (Fifteen Minutes Ago)For a second, I couldn’t move.Mason’s mouth had already left my cheek, but the fact of it was still there, warm and wrong and loud enough to fill the whole office. His hand stayed at my waist. Light. Claiming. Like he had every right.Theo saw all of it.Of course he did.“What’s up, Campbell?” Mason said, easy as breathing.I turned on him so fast my shoulder brushed his chest. The words had already climbed up the back of my throat and were about to slide down my tongue… when his fingers tightened at my waist, just enough to stop any response. A warning dressed up as affection. His eyes didn’t even leave Theo while he did it.“Not now.”That was the message.And for some stupid reason, I listened.Maybe because Theo’s men were still by the door. Maybe because the parcel deal was supposed to stay clean. Maybe because the last time this man and I made a scene in public, I walked out with a slapped palm and no way back. Whatever the reason, I stayed quie
Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend Q & A
THEOFor a second, all I saw was his mouth on her cheek.Not the parcel in my hand. Not the men by the door. Not the polite little office with its slow ceiling fan and paper smell.Just Mason’s hand at her waist, the word *babe*, and Tiffany standing still enough to make the whole thing look unfinished.“What’s up, Campbell?”I could have hit him.It would have been easy. Short distance. No real resistance from a man who walked in smiling like the room already belonged to him. My people were right there. The street outside was quiet enough.I signed the slip instead.The pen felt too thin in my fingers. I pressed harder than necessary, left a confirmation mark that looked clean enough to pass for composure, and slid the paper back across the counter.“We’re done,” I said.Tiffany’s eyes flicked to me. Something moved in them… not guilt exactly. Not triumph either. More like she’d been placed inside a scene before she could decide whether she wanted a role in it.Mason kept his han
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