Arthur Blank Girlfriend Novels & Stories

For a moment, the woman from the photograph stopped being a mystery and became a person. Dear Arthur, Thank you for helping Edwin again... Mara stopped reading aloud. Silence followed. Then she continued. The letters painted a picture slowly. Naomi wasn't Arthur's lover. Wasn't his employee. Wasn't his hidden relative. She was his friend. The word surprised me. Arthur Blackthorne rarely seemed like a man who collected friends. Associates. Allies. Partners. Enemies. Those made sense. Friends felt different. Yet the letters kept reinforcing the conclusion.

“Aren’t you Drew’s girlfriend?” Hannah glanced at me sarcastically. “You actually dare to bring your own father here? Aren’t you afraid of giving him a heart attack?” Then, she walked smugly over to Damon. “Don’t get it wrong. I don’t have a materialistic boyfriend like him. I’m Damon’s fiancee. “Only a poor student keeps chasing after things that don’t belong to him. He bothered me for six years. Now it’s time to teach him a lesson. “By the way, he must’ve taken out a lot of loans over the years, right? You must have worked so hard to pay them off. But I’m not going to be such a fool.”

,Mandy said, hugging him again. "Now no more doubting us",I declared looking at Grant. "Yes dad, I won't doubt you or mom. I love you guys to",Grant said shyly. Mason hugged him and ruffled his hair. Making him protest and Mandy giggle. Things were finally working out for the best. I had Mandy and kids. Yes I fucked up before having a girlfriend but thank the moon goddess she forgave me for being stupid. And to think I once had my mate locked up. Fuck thinking back I could of lost this if I didn't accept my mate when I did. I wasted years on bullshit.

I blinked, thinking that maybe it was leftovers, but nothing changed. Lily huffed in annoyance. I’ve been trying to tell you. You are completely blinded when it comes to men. You let your own insecurities get in the way so you didn’t see his real emotions when it came to you. If you had, you would not have seen red on your rehearsal day when he hugged Sofia. You would have seen what I saw, which was a light blue-gray. He pitied her. He didn’t love her. I was speechless. I couldn’t deny the colors I was seeing now. I couldn’t deny that Arthur was telling me the truth. He really did love me.

Through the frosted glass, I could faintly make out her silhouette—the curve of her body, water trickling down her smooth skin. Claire opened the shower door. Seeing it was me, she quickly covered herself. "Noah! What are you doing? Get out!" "Claire, why have you been avoiding me these past few days? Didn’t you promise to be my girlfriend?" "No… Noah, I can’t. I’m 18 years older than you!" "So what? I don’t care about that!" I said, stepping closer and pulling her into a tight embrace. She struggled weakly for a moment before giving in.

Arthur felt even more guilty. Arthur's eyes glanced at the white invitation that printed his name with a woman who was forcibly matched to him. because, Sofia, the woman who had been matched to him chose to cancel. until unbeknownst to Arthur his father and stepmother had matched Arthur with one of the women. who was the son of a conglomerate who was also one of the largest investors in his father's company. Rachel. The Dutch and European mulatto woman. who would become Arthur's future wife, then did Arthur accept everything. with a heavy heart, he said yes.

It was the man beside her. “let go of my girlfriend!”- Arthus, he was very furious at what John Carl’s doing John Carl frown and he repeats his action. He grabs again the hand of Mary Ann, but now she slaps again the hand of John Carl He was very shocked, Mary Ann was slowly moving to the back of the man earlier. “w-wait, Me An it's me!” her look was terrified to him “your lunatic! get away from my girlfriend!”- Arthur, as he blocks the path of John Carl

Arthur looked at him sadly. "Hahaha. You really, Zura and I used to be like that." He even laughed. "Don't fight all the time," he laughed again. "It's you," said Arthuro. "Let's go in." It's good because where else will their conversation go. The gate opened. When they got inside, those present stopped harvesting the coffee beans. They looked at them. "That's Art, isn't it?" that's Betty. "There is a woman with him. Is that his girlfriend?" Zura—Mang Karding's wife.

I asked and she nodded. “I promise I won’t. Thank you for trusting me with another secret.” She said and glanced between the two of us with a smile. “I’ll leave again, for a little longer this time.” She said with a wink and I blushed. The blonde girl left and we were alone again. “I did have something to tell you.” Atlas said and I closed the door, bringing him over to the couch. I urged him to continue talking. “Both of the girls that set us up, they had dated Arthur.”

“I blocked that number. But then she called me on my way to the office today with another number to inform me she was in my office. I saw her and she began to tell me she knew she was a bad person and she hurt me, but she wanted my forgiveness. And then she started talking about our first night together.” “And how did this make you feel?” “I missed it. I missed every bit of it. But I knew I didn’t want it anymore. I told her I have a girlfriend now and nothing will ever happen between us.” “Okay. Mr Arthur, did you ever have a slight doubt in you when you were saying these things to her?” Mr Richard further asked, and Arthur gulped hard, unable to speak. “Let’s talk about your girlfriend now