100 Girlfriends Who Really Love You Girlfriend List の小説・ストーリー

Baby Robbie said, “Who said that I only have two girlfriends? I’m a person who embraces joy and pleasure every day of my flourishing life. When it comes to girlfriends, the more the merrier.” Afterward, he clapped his hands, and a group of valiant and formidable-looking girls stepped out. “Jens!” They seemed to get along well and were not jealous of each other at all. Everyone was stunned by this scene. Timothy said with much envy and hatred, “All of your girlfriends are beyond stunning, Jens. Where did you meet them?”

“But why?” “What kind of question of that? I want you to be my girlfriend because I like you. Isn’t that obvious?” Like. Straight from the horse’s mouth - he likes her - just like. “Do you make every girl that you like your girlfriend? How about the girl you were kissing earlier, you also like her, right? And the girls we saw at the bar in Baguio... you like them, too, don’t you? So it’s right to assume that they are also your girlfriends as well?” She shook her head and moved away from the man. “I don’t want to get involved with that kind of relationship. I don’t want to be just one of your girlfriends, Bullet. I’m the possessive type. I’m clingy, demanding, selfish. When I have a boyfriend

she asks. I nod. “I wanted to get something that represents my love for you. I wanted something special. The woman at the jewelry store told me it meant infinite. Just like my love for you. Just like our lives together will be. So, Angelica Rossi will you be my girlfriend? I promise to spoil you rotten, to make you my queen, to always be a shoulder for you to lean on. I’ll be your forever…” I smile sheepishly forgetting the speech and coming up with that on the spot.

I sighed deeply. “What? NO!” I almost yelled! He looked at me again and I instantly calmed down. “Knowing you're not in my life would make this entire point of living meaningless. Knowing that, when I wake up you will not be there makes my life a huge nonsense. Living the day after day without your smile is somber, dark, without a single spark of sunlight. So you ask me if I WANT to be your girlfriend? No, Mike. I don't want to be your girlfriend. I want be your best friend, your reason to smile, to wake up in the morning, to be your wife, a mother of your child, I want to be your everything for the beginning.” I said in one breath. I finally let my feelings go, I finally spoke from my heart

I could barely stop myself from again gawking at him like a lost puppy. There were pictures of him when he has just begun his career. It seemed with the passing years, he only became more breathtaking. His lashes were so long and dark it made his eyes look intimidating but alluring. Another click on a site and I found myself in a segment that only squeezed my heart. His previous girlfriends. Each of them were beauties that could never be compared. I recognized two of them as being models. Trendy and famous on their own. And his last girlfriend was nothing less but a goddess. She was an A-list actress with beauty standards that controlled the world.

"My girlfriend's name is Christina and we have been dating for about 3 years now. She's really into shopping, and she’s so friendly." "This leaves Dylan" Rilee smiles. "Right." Dylan begins. "My girlfriend's name is Sierra. We have been dating for around a year as well. She is not very social but when she gets to know you more, she opens up and is so gorgeous. I guess she likes reading and stuff." "They seem really nice" I say. "Yup," Jack says, popping the 'P' "Now that we all have described our girlfriends," He turns to Zach. "It's your turn to describe Liiza for us."

As I am about to speak, I hear a voice I recognise behind me. “Aimee, I don’t know you guys covered hospital news now”, Kyle says, and I roll my eyes and turn around looking at him. “Hi Kyle, I’m not here for work”, I say, and he frowns as I turn my attention back to the secretary. “I am his son's girlfriend”, I say, crossing all the fingers and toes that I can, hoping that she will believe my lie. Well, technically it’s not a lie, or is it? What are we? We are not even engaged yet, “I’m a friend of the family”, I say straight after, and she frowns, asking my name again.

“It’s like your mouth was blessed by the gods. It’s said that with just your mouth, there are no legs that you can’t pry apart. “From elegant single ladies in their 40s to innocent girls in their late teens, as long as you open your mouth, there’s no one who can escape. “Any female will stop what they are doing to look at you. “Over the course of five years, you’ve had over a thousand girlfriends and written over a million words worth of love letters. All the words strung together could circle Sumeria two and a half times.”

In the car, Skye's face was still flushed. I leaned closer. "Skye, why are you so red?" She shot me a soft glare, lips pursed, not speaking. My heart softened. I couldn't help but kiss her again. "Skye, I know how you feel. Be my girlfriend." Her lips parted slightly, and tears fell instantly. Skye's family might not be a match for mine, but she was still a wealthy heiress. Yet, she chose to work as my secretary all these years. I had always known.

"Hello, everyone. Last night, a woman called in saying that she wanted to break up with her boyfriend who funded her education, promising to repay every cent she owes. Does anyone remember that?" The moment I said that, the comments section exploded. "Oh? More gossip? Is this the boyfriend from yesterday?" "Honestly, I don't blame that woman. If there's no love left between them, why not pay him the money back and part ways?" "Women like that are heartless. That's what they always do after getting rich—they cut off the people they love. How can anyone still be on her side?" I watched the rapidly climbing viewer count, my fists tightly clenched. I raised my voice. "I've got her handwritten le