All Chapters of Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

BIANCA “Sorry, I don't do sex scenes.” I stared at the message one last time. Fifty thousand dollars. Just to let some stranger fuck me senseless. It was eough to cover tuition for the term, pay off my lingering credit card debt, and maybe even buy that new camera rig I'd been eyeing for my streams. This was the third private request since my video last week. The one where I’d edged myself for forty minutes, whispering filthy promises I never intended to keep. The others had been tempting too, but this one included details: “I want to bend you over your desk, pull your hair until your back arches, and fuck you raw while you beg for more.” Attached was a dick pic. Thick, veined, already glistening at the tip. My thumb hovered over “Accept.” Heat pooled low in my belly, insistent. I clicked “Decline” instead, slammed the laptop shut, and exhaled shakily. I could go back to sleep in these clothes. The red lace thong and sheer bralette clung to my skin like a second layer of sin.

BIANCA It hadn't registered as quickly as it should've that the basketball team returning from camp meant Max was back too. Unsurprisingly, Ellie swooned all over him from school up until dinner, but for some reason, I couldn't nudge the feeling that he'd glance at me a lot more than usual. “I think I'll head to bed now” I excused myself when I noticed how frisky the pair of lovers had gotten, and how unbothered they were that I was on the dining table as well. Ellie made a half-hearted attempt to call me back. A signal that meant she wanted some alone time with her boyfriend, and I happily obliged. Drifting into the kitchen to do the dishes, I subconsciously replayed the day in my head. Wade. Max. Literature Class. That's when it hit. A cold slap at the back of my spine. I didn't find out who “he” was. The guy from last night. My muscles tensed. My lungs constricted without warning. I hadn't even noticed how still my body had become until something cracked in

MAX She froze. I didn’t need to see her eyes to feel it. Her whole body went rigid, then cold, like the water had suddenly turned to ice. Her breath hitched, lips parting on a silent gasp. “You?” The word cracked out of her, barely audible over the shower’s hiss. “You’re… him?” A smirk tugged at my mouth. I let it die slowly as I leaned in closer, lips brushing the shell of her ear. “Him?” I murmured, letting the word ghost across damp skin. “Who’s him, Binx?” She twisted in my hold and locked eyes. Her's hesitant, flickering with panic and something hotter underneath. Mine? Calm. Hungry, but waiting. “I thought we were supposed to meet at the bleachers before heading home?” I said, keeping my tone light, almost innocent. Her eyes widened like she suddenly realised. “Oh.” She took a half-step back into the shower wall. “I… forgot we agreed to that.” We hadn’t. Not even close. I reached past her for the controls, turning the water down to a warm drizzle. The steam still

BIANCA Dinner with the Braxton’s awakened familiar memories. Ones where Mr. Braxton had always been this stoic, and his wife was the charming warmth beside him. Where Ellie's giggles stayed innocent and Kieran's gaze remained steady. But I also remembered it feeling like being stared down by a pack of hyaenas. Toying with a target to see if it was worth picking at. Thankfully, tonight, I was not the center of attention. “I heard you led the boys to another final” Mrs Braxton said. “That's what? The fifth consecutive one?” Max smiled. A smile that seemed too perfect to be real. “And a fourth consecutive win for us” Ellie wrapped her arms over his. “On course to break a college record…” I looked down at my food and silently thanked the gods that no one had said anything off about dinner yet. I could bask in the shadows for much longer. “...Your record. Right, Kieran?” The table got quiet, the sound of forks and knives trying their best to dispell promising tensio

BIANCA “It seems Max is a little under the weather,” Ellie said, voice tight with concern. “I wouldn’t usually ask this, but it’d take a lot to leave him bedridden like that. Can you help me watch him till I’m back?” Ellie was off to Kieran’s place the next morning. I didn’t ask why. I didn’t want to know either, but it probably had something to do with all that happened last night. So for the next couple of hours, Max and I were the only ones home. At first I told myself he was faking it. Wasn't interested in going to Kieran's place so he forced an illness. But hours passed since Ellie left, and he still hadn’t come down. I should’ve checked on him by now. But every time my foot touched the first step, my pulse slammed between my legs and I froze. I didn’t trust myself to go up there alone. “Please, help me keep an eye on him,” Ellie’s voice echoed in my head again. If his condition worsened, and I could’ve done something, I wouldn’t forgive myself. Besides… he helped me last