Semua Bab Hi, Boyfriend!: Bab 1 - Bab 9

001: Meeting Him AgainJORDAN POVI glared at my reflection in the cracked bathroom mirror of Neon Pulse, fury and hurt etched across my face. My hands clenched into tight fists as I stared down at the damage the wine had done to my shirt.The crimson stains spread across the fabric like a map of chaos, a constant reminder of my life here at this suffocating club.A wave of loathing washed over me. I hated this city and its choking grip, draining the life out of me. My own existence felt like a sham—a never-ending cycle of disappointment. My family had become a constant source of frustration.And this job… I hated every single minute spent at Neon Pulse: the pretentious boss, the backstabbing colleagues, the mind-numbing routine, and the damn horny bastards who patronized the place.I hated how every client saw me as nothing more than entertainment. To them, I was just a distraction, a plaything for their amusement.My role as a server had been reduced to eye candy. It wasn’t their f

, 003: Fake boyfriend **Jordan Hayes**When I suggested the fake-boyfriend idea, I half-expected Damien to dismiss it—maybe even call me out on my bullshit. Instead, he shocked me by grabbing the creep by the back of the neck and slamming his face into the bar. He beat him viciously while vociferously declaring I belonged to him and threatening severe consequences to anyone who dared bother me again.I watched from the corner as Damien hauled the man up, slamming his face down again. Blood dripped onto the chipped wood. Everyone cleared out fast, scattering like they'd seen a ghost.I should have been relieved someone finally stopped the harassment. Instead, guilt washed over me like a heavy blanket. The bar—once packed—was now empty. My chest tightened until I could barely draw breath. What the hell was I supposed to do now?Every time I glanced at Matt, he pleaded with his eyes for me to intervene. I straightened and walked toward the chaos."Jordan, don't," Noah called, shaking

005: Hi, Boyfriend!**Jordan Hayes**After the call with Ethan, I felt increasingly restless, unable to shake the unease that kept me awake and made sleep impossible.Ethan's revelation about the Voss family nearly shooting Dad had already unsettled me, but his hasty goodbye—without elaborating on the cryptic "something happened"—sent my imagination racing. The deafening silence from my brother afterward only deepened the worry.When I left home three years ago, my only concern had been avoiding anything that might worry my family. Ironically, I now found myself consumed by worries about their well-being.As I stood frozen in the middle of the living room, phone clutched in my hand, my mind raced with questions. One kept looping: "What have I done?"A sudden knock at the door sent me recoiling in terror. My heart hammered, eyes wide with alarm. I froze, paralyzed by fear, gaze fixed on the door, unable to step closer.Oh God, what if it's the Voss family? What if they've come to fini

Jaxon froze for a heartbeat, eyes locked on Leonard. He scanned the CEO’s face—searching for a smirk, a twitch, anything that said this was a joke.All he found was dead seriousness.“Are you sure you don’t need a doctor? You might be sick for asking that,” Jaxon said, brows knotted as he leaned back in the chair. “Kai is your boyfriend. Treat him like one. He’s my best friend—I can’t watch him this depressed.”“If you’re not ready to agree to my condition, use the door,” Leonard replied coldly, nodding toward it.“Leo… I’ve never begged anyone for anything in my life, but please come see Kai,” Jaxon said sincerely.“Repeat what you just said,” Leonard ordered.“I’ve never begged anyone for anything in my life, but please come see Kai,” Jaxon repeated with an eye roll.“Before that.”“Leo,” Jaxon blinked.The nickname hit Leonard like a spark. Why did it sound so damn good coming from Jaxon’s mouth? His eyes darkened.“If you don’t agree to my condition, don’t bother trying to convinc

NEW YORK INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT – VIP SECTIONThe moment Tate McDonald stepped onto the tarmac, a collective gasp rippled through the waiting crowd. SHe moved like liquid gold—sequined jumpsuit shimmering under the lights, each step a practiced sway that screamed stage presence and red-carpet royalty.Tate McDonald—rebellious solo singer, ex-member of Golden Echo.The only girl in the group .The reason for her dismissal from the group remained a mystery, but her solo career had only made her more magnetic.Beside him walked Liam Braun, her fiancé, a renowned actor. They moved slowly, soaking in the chaos.Cameras flashed like lightning. Shouts erupted.“Tate! Liam! Are the engagement rumors true?”“New album, Tate—what’s the inspiration?”“Tate, you’re my favorite! Love you! That jumpsuit is fire!”Tate held Liam’s arm possessively, leaning in to whisper, “I missed this. The attention. The recognition.”“Can we just live a normal life and forget about your revenge against your old grou