All Chapters of Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Be His Tutor

BIANCAIt felt easier to breathe now. Mrs. Campbell had resumed. Max kept his word and didn't tell anyone about the boys’ locker room incident, and I'd finally paid my tuition so I didn't have the bursary department breathing down my neck anymore. For the first time in a while, I actually felt light. Almost. “He” was still around after all. A dark and ominous figure with my secrets laden into his reach. I wondered if he'd noticed what happened two nights ago. He still hadn't returned my texts. “Sorry I wasn't around last week. I had some family issues to attend to” Mrs. Campbell addressed us, her voice a shot of warm espresso on a chilly Saturday morning. “But I heard it was a very ‘opinionated’ class in my absence” she slid her glasses down to the bridge of her nose and glanced at me. My eyes found my books immediately. “No matter. Let's focus on the topic for today.”She turned toward the board and wrote two words in clean, deliberate strokes.Erotic Writing.Oh. It was that

Last Updated : 2026-02-24

Strip For Secrets

BIANCA “Would you like to play a game, my little fox?” The chill of the night slipped through my drawn blinds. A cup of hot cocoa sat on the side table, untouched. Dimmed lights cast soft shadows over my heavily clothed body. My laptop glowed in front of me, displaying the private request I had been forced to accept. “You can use your voice controls too,” I said, trying to sound braver than I felt. “Or are you that shifty about revealing yourself?” “Patience,” he typed. “All good things are worth waiting for.” I wished I could reach through the screen and slap him. “What’s the game?” I groaned. He didn’t reply immediately. The notification bubble lingered, taunting me. When the message finally dropped, my eyes widened slowly. “How would you like it if I told you who I was?” My breath hitched. That was… possible? I buried the spark of intrigue before he could see it. “What’s the cost?” I folded my arms across my chest. A string of laughing emojis appeared, then his reply: “M

Last Updated : 2026-02-24

Shadows From The Past

Chapter 13 MAX “Something came up. I won't be able to make it for Wednesday's study session. Is it fine if I miss this week?” I wondered if I'd said it a bit too harsh last night. She looked flustered. Concerned, even. But I wasn't going to say anything more than that. Suddenly, someone collided with me. I felt his muscles tense the minute our bodies bashed. Direct. It had to be intentional. The ball slipped from my hands, ricocheting off the hardwood before it rolled out of bounds. “Zane! How many times do I need to tell you to go for the ball and not the man!?” Coach Moyes spat. Of course it was him. I turned, and noticed the annoyance written all over his face. “Are you that obsessed with knocking me over?” I walked right passed and headed for the space underneath the net. He followed. “You were zoning out. How else was I supposed to get your attention?” The court hollowed into a thread of space. One where all I saw was the basket behind me, the ball

Last Updated : 2026-02-24

Hope You Get Better XoXo

BIANCA He wasn't listening. I noticed it more times than I probably should have, but his eyes never once reached the board. Or the books on his desk. Or me. I turned to the scanty seats in the Arts Hall and felt the chill of silence when I stopped talking. “Max,” I called out. “Do you remember what we said about emphatic stress?” He blinked. Like he was shocked I called him out. Then again, there was no expression across his face to confirm it was shock. He’d barely stood from his seat when I wanted to tell him it was okay to answer questions sitting. But he spoke first. “Stress placed on a word in a sentence. Changing the meaning, clarity, or emotional weight of the statement.” He… was listening? The answer was perfect, but a few people shifted uncomfortably in their seats. It was his voice. That straightforward, lifeless voice. I noticed Ellie’s expression to the right of him. She gave me one of those “Iso” looks. Well, if there was anyone who could sort him out, it was p

Last Updated : 2026-02-24

Cumming Inside The Wrong Girl

MAX I walked into the house with grocery bags in each hand and trudged through the darkness until I reached the kitchen. “Is the light bill up already?” I thought, flicking the switch. The lights clicked on instantly. It was barely six in the evening. Why had Ellie turned everything off? I wished I had the strength to care, but my body and mind knew exactly what they needed right now. Climbing the stairs felt like navigating a hailstorm in zero gravity. The house was dark all over—intentionally dark. I flicked every switch I passed, but nothing changed the heavy atmosphere. Something was waiting for me behind our bedroom door. I knew it, but I didn’t have the energy to avoid it. I reached for the knob. Just before my fingers touched it, my phone pinged with a notification. I hesitated. My phone was on DND. No alert should have made it through. None… except one. “She’s… live?” I murmured. Bianca had started a livestream. This early? Nudging the door open, the faint glow insta

Last Updated : 2026-02-24

He Chose Me Instead

BIANCA Clarity came the next morning. I stood at the stove, watching the eggs stiffen under the low flame, but my mind wasn’t there. It was still upstairs. In their room. In the spaces between breaths and whispers I wasn’t meant to hear. Every movement I made felt heavier than it should have. My thighs pressed together instinctively as I shifted my weight, an invisible sensitivity lingering beneath my skin… even when nothing had happened directly to me. And yet… I cracked the yolk too hard. Yellow spilled into the pan, bleeding into the white. I swallowed. The house was quiet now. Quiet enough to let my mind embarrass me with pictures from last night. I slept like a baby. But even then, I couldn’t keep him out of my mind. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him. Felt him. Heard the faint echoes through the walls, even when I knew most of it had been my imagination filling in the blanks. Footsteps creaked above and my grip tightened around the spatula. I knew it was him witho

Last Updated : 2026-02-25

A Collision Course With My Ex

BIANCA Why did I say yes? I hated events like this. My dress clung a bit too tightly to my skin. An unnatural feeling. One I realised I’d only gotten used to in private. The music was too loud. Too rambunctious. It wasn’t just the sound itself, but the force of it. Bass thrumming through the ground, through my shoes, through my bones like a second heartbeat I hadn’t agreed to carry. The frat house loomed ahead of us, alive with movement. Light spilled from every window, bodies casting shadows that shifted and collided like ghosts caught mid-sin. I hesitated at the gate. Max noticed. “You okay?” His voice was quieter than everything else here. Grounding. Ellie answered before I could. “She’s fine,” she said, looping her arm through his. “Come on. We’re already late.” Her grip on him was possessive. Territorial. It sent a message I couldn’t ignore. And Max didn’t shake her off… even though he didn’t lean into it either. I followed behind them, feeling like an intruder in a w

Last Updated : 2026-02-26

Saved By A Stranger

BIANCA His grip tightened around my wrist, leaning close as he shattered the illusion of peace in silence. “Let go,” I struggled. “What was that?” His breath tingled across my neck, hot and mocking. “Couldn’t hear you.” “I said, let go!” I planted my heel into his foot. The roar that left his throat was satisfying for half a second—then his hand left mine. I moved without thinking, surging down the hall as fast as my feet could carry me. I didn’t even know where I was going, but it didn’t matter. As far away from him as possible. The house seemed to warp in on itself the further I got. Every hallway looked the same. The lights. The cadence. Down to the placement of the rooms. As if I was running in circles. I crossed a familiar lamp for what was probably the seventh time, stared down the hallway, and he was right there. “You done running?” It wasn’t the same place we started. I knew because here was much quieter. But he’d recovered from the heel to his toe, while I’d expende

Last Updated : 2026-02-26

You're Brothers?

BIANCA Recognition flashed through his gaze before fury overwhelmed it. Every step toward us tightened the already thin thread of tension. They knew each other. So much so that it felt like Max didn’t even see me. All he saw was him. Brian. He got close. Close enough to claim the tension for himself, and I stepped between them. “Max, wait…” “What the hell are you doing here?” Max growled. “I believe the words are thank you.” “Thank you?” Rage stripped him bare. He reached over me, but my hands rose on instinct, settling against his torso. “Max. It wasn’t him.” The words managed to stop him mid-step, and he spared me a glance. “It was… Zane.” For a moment, his anger faltered. Then it hardened again. Redirected. His gaze slid to Zane, who still clutched his broken wrist. “That’s bullshit,” Zane snapped, trying to feign innocence. “He just—” The words died in his throat. Both men were staring at him now. And just like that, he froze. Like prey realizing, too late, that it

Last Updated : 2026-02-27

You Have No Idea What You're Doing To Me

BIANCA The drive home was silent. No small talk, no stolen glances, no expectation whatsoever. Not that he had to bring up anything he wasn’t comfortable talking about. Killing the engine when we arrived, before I could open my door, he did it for me. “You’re still sore,” he offered. “Let me help.” His voice didn’t carry the same weight it did just a couple minutes ago. I placed my hand in his, and thought he’d help me up, but he leaned in before I could grasp the moment. My hand fell around his shoulder instead, and his dipped underneath my thighs, cautiously pulling me out of the car. We were so close. I could feel the steady thump of his heart as we walked in. Despite how close we were, he didn’t say a word until we reached the attic. He placed me carefully on the bed and asked if I needed anything. I shook my head. He hesitated, then offered me water anyway. “I’ll be downstairs if you need anything,” he said. Then, he did something unexpected. He leaned in, and kissed m

Last Updated : 2026-02-28

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