Arthur Blank Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Andrew questioned disapprovingly, puzzled by her attitude towards him. "Are you kidding me right now?" Amelia scoffed, her left eyebrow raised in disbelief. "What?" Andrew nervously uttered. "Stay away from me, okay?" She sternly warned, her eyes filled with anger. "Why should I? You are my girlfriend..." Andrew was interrupted as Amelia raised her palm, gesturing for him not to say anything. "Don't you dare call me your girlfriend. You didn't think of me as your girlfriend when you were with that other woman right in front of my eyes!" Her voice trembled as she fought back the tears welling up in her eyes.

He promised he would become the kind of husband I wanted. And yet this same man, after a month of arguing between us, had decided to come see me in person—not to fix our relationship, but to set me up instead. I frowned as memories from the past six years flashed through my mind. No matter how hard I thought about it, I still could not understand why he would do something like this. But before I could sort it out, Kiera called me. "Naomi Saville, what is wrong with you? Are you blind, or are you just pretending to be? Hayden has been buddies with us for years. We're family. You're the outsider here. How dare you make him skip Thanksgiving with us just because you're jealous?

“Blake. You’re not seriously thinking of going.” I held up my phone. “He wasn’t bluffing.” I pulled up G****e. And just like that, there he was. Ethan Blackwood. Beautiful. Rich. Dangerous. Photographed in tailored suits, arm in arm with senators and Silicon Valley royalty. A few articles mentioned a breakup two years ago. But no photos of her. Like she never existed. Amelia frowned at my screen. “That’s… creepy.” “Right?” “Still. You can’t go there alone. You don’t know what kind of psycho he is.”

"But you have to promise to keep this confidential. I don't want anyone else to know, especially not my boyfriend." Arthur and I exchanged a quick glance. This boyfriend detail was new information, considering how she just days ago had my husband deep inside her. "We can discuss that later," Arthur said cautiously. "For now, just tell us everything you know."

Luke gave the bastard a warm hug before the woman beside him turned to face us, and smiled. “Oh hi, are you Luke? Nice to meet you, I’m Clara, and this is our son, Bobby,” Clara said. “Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, Sarah,” Luke said and Clara immediately shook my hand warmly, but not Arthur, he just stared at me angrily. “Arthur? Are you okay?” Clara said. “Oh yeah, yeah I’m fine, please sit down, I’m going to the toilet for a bit,” Arthur said, he kissed Clara’s forehead before leaving but I just smiled.

He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and made to shut the door, but like the first time, Thanatos blocked it again. "It is my business when you're parading my girlfriend's house half naked!" Thanatos said. I slowly raised my head, drew my brows together and glared at him for making such comment.. I balled my fist. "Your girlfriend?" Arthur scoffed. "Really? You have a girlfriend here? Where's she? Why don't I see her?" Thanatos closed his eyes for a brief second, then opened them and faced me. "Baby, let's talk" he said and reached for my hand.

“I've heard a lot about you, how you fight against corruption in this place. I am Daniel White, a friend of the Deltons and new resident of this town.” Arthur's eyes widened. Daniel White is the one Samuel had told him about, the ex-husband of Samay Fraga, the woman who intrigued him so much. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Mr. White,” they both shook hands in a "cordial" greeting while looking at each other with intrigue and suspicion. “Who is the beautiful woman at your side?” he asked, turning his attention to Sam, who sank deeper into Arthur. “That's my girlfriend Sam," he introduced her warily. Daniel stared at her curiously, for he would recognize those eyes anywhere.

He thought of hanging out with him and Nichole that evening before Stephen dropped a bombshell by beginning on a friendly note. “Arthur," he called out. “Yes, Stephen," he answered with glee. “You are aware of how the relationship between the mother of my son, my first girlfriend, and I went.” Arthur sipped his tea and acknowledged it, “I did not bother about the details, since things did not work out between the two of you.” “Yes. Things were not meant to work out between the two of us for an obvious reason – lack of compatibility. She was not the right partner for me.”

Arthur asked, echoing the question burning in my brain, then came a pause. "I don't know." 'I don't know' It's not a no. It's not that I hate you. It's not that I'm with Liam, just 'I don't know.' "Then let me prove it to you," Arthur said, his voice dropping to a smooth purr. "Let me show you I've changed. I will tell Mother. I will make it official. No more hiding. You will be my girlfriend—my real girlfriend. Everyone will know." Everything she had ever wanted served on a silver platter.

"I’m not going back to the office. I told Marcus I’m out for the season, and I’m staying out. But I don't know what you expect from me now, Evelyn. You want me to sit on the patio and watch you get weaker every day? You want me to pretend that everything is fine while we wait for Day 100?" "I don't want you to pretend anything," Evelyn said, leaning her head back against the leather cushion. "I want you to stop treating me like an obligation you failed to fulfill. You spent three years ignoring me because you were busy. Now you’re ignoring me because you’re grieving a future we never even had." Arthur walked over to the desk, his hands coming out of his pockets to grip the edge of the wood.