Novel & Cerita Best Book Boyfriends

In fact, it was probably beyond his wildest dreams. I confronted him right away. "Julian, what the hell is this? Who's that girl? Explain yourself!" Julian hastily took my phone, and his expression faltered for a split second before he regained his composure. He smiled and pulled me into a hug. "Why? Are you jealous?" "I said, explain yourself." I pushed him away, unamused. "Her name's Winter York. She just broke up with her boyfriend and asked me to help her make him jealous. There's nothing between us. I swear. You know I wouldn't do that to you, Vicky."

I had been dating my boyfriend, Julian Hayes, for four years, yet my best friend Fiona Blake still looked more like his girlfriend than I did. Whenever the three of us went furniture shopping, the sales associate would hand Julian and Fiona a catalog for couples. Whenever we went out for fondue, the server would ask if Julian and Fiona wanted a photo together. At the beach, a stranger once handed me her phone and asked, "Would you mind taking a picture of your friend and his girlfriend?" I smiled, took her phone, and raised it to take the picture. On the screen, Julian and Fiona looked every bit like a couple. Fiona always brushed it off. "We just have similar face shapes. It's a coinciden

Julie calls out excitedly, grabbing this guy’s hand and dragging him over to me. Every step they take toward me feels like a spike being driven directly into my heart. "Aiden, this is Chad, my boyfriend!" she beams, her hand wrapping tightly around his arm. The word boyfriend echoes in my skull like a death knell. ”Chad, this is Aiden! He’s minoring in literature, and he’s been showing me around all morning. He is officially my new best friend!” Best friend. The words are a brutal, mocking insult to the mate-bond screaming in my veins.

Now that they were both teenagers, he wanted Chelsey to be his girlfriend and nobody else. "So, you are my girl now, alright," Chad put his arm on Chelsey's shoulder. She couldn't say a word. She liked Chad as well, but she never expected him to be this direct to the point. "You don't need to say anything. I know you like me too. I am not as romantic as those guys courting their girls from the books you are reading. But I promise to be your best boyfriend ever. I will protect and love you for the rest of our lives," Chad sincerely confessed to Chelsey.

I mean, I didn't even try to brag about having him as my boyfriend, I didn't even want my colleagues to treat me differently just because I have a relationship with their boss. "We're just friends with.." She paused, as if she's hesitating to continue her words. "Benefits." "No way!" I gasped as I turned around to face her. "Are you really doing that with him?!" "I mean, he's hot, gentle and really handsome and no woman could ever resist him, but you know? I don't want to settle with just being his fuck buddy." "Jamie Kim!" I exclaimed with my eyes wide open. "How could you ever tell me those things? Isn't that a little bit too much information?"

My steps quickened as I tried my best to reach my office before breaking down. I paused when I found the door slightly ajar. I pushed it open and stepped in. He was seated in my chair, a smile plastered across his face. His short, curly hair fell onto his forehead, giving him a slightly boyish charm. He was dressed in a pristine white shirt tucked into black slacks. “I thought I’d take you home,” he said. Despite the turmoil inside me, I felt my lips curve upwards. Nathiel Brooks. My first boyfriend. My first love. My first kiss.

But instead of answering me, he just look at me so I'm pushed to continue my story. "I am not from this world." I stopped as I tried to look at his reaction but I see none. "The world you're living right now, is a fictional. Inside the book and I am not part if it. This book was my favorite book. The story is great and I got the chance to meet the characters. I fell inlove with the male lead and he's my boyfriend now. I'm so lucky, right? But I never know that my luck has a consequences. A hard consequences."

The day I posted about him on social media, the mutual friend who had once pleaded Damian's case came to me again. "Elara, this guy isn't as handsome as Damian and he's not as capable either. Why are your boyfriends getting worse and worse?” "I still think Damian is your best choice." I smiled without saying anything and blocked that idiot. Maybe to outsiders, my new boyfriend was not as perfect as Damian. However, he loved every outfit I wore and encouraged me not to obsess over my body, to boldly wear whatever I wanted. He read my novels carefully and praised how well I wrote.

I rolled my eyes. “The universe isn't communicating shit. This is the second party I've met you at. This is not an ordinary party, why are you here?” “I could ask you the same thing, Ria.” “I'm here with my husband, and it is Valeria.” He chucked dryly and ran his hand through his wavy hair. “You know you can't get rid of me that easily, Ria. I was your first boyfriend, your first love, your first everything.” “Shut the fuck up, Zayn, do you see this?” I waved my hand, flexing my wedding ring to him. “This means that whatever we had is over, and it has been for a very long time.”

“But this time, maybe we both swap numbers? That way, we both can’t lose each other’s numbers.” “I guess we can’t.” She exchanged phones with him and typed in her number on his phone, leaving the space for contact blank so he could choose how he saved her name. “So is Asteria okay, or could I just save your number under ‘most gorgeous girl in New York’?” He asked as they swapped phones again. Before she could stop blushing enough to compose herself to answer, an arm slung itself around her shoulders. It was warm, heavy, and unmistakably Damian, smelling faintly of his cologne.