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“Just some hookup? A convenient fuck buddy all these years?” I inhaled deeply, unable to answer. He brushed my hair aside. His lips grazed the side of my neck. “I’ve told you before,” he whispered, his breath hot against my skin. “You can’t have a boyfriend, Chris. You’re mine. You’ve always been mine. And you’ll never belong to anyone else.” Goosebumps danced across my skin. Because the truth was—Hunter was my boyfriend. He was my addiction. My downfall. My boyfriend.

"My sister is too important to me. I want her to be with me all the time." Mary Kinson frowned and smiled awkwardly, "we can always be brother and sister. I also think it's good to have a brother." "No," the boy suddenly became serious. "Not as a sister. I mean to be my girlfriend." Mary Kinson was completely stunned. She grabbed her bag subconsciously, lowered her eyes and blinked in panic. "I... I have a boyfriend." The boy smiled generously and said indifferently, "I know. You wrote in the letter that you just had a boyfriend, right?"

I couldn't help but want to show off to her, to let her know that the relationship is serious. “And what did you say?” “Is that even a question?” I removed my head from the desk. “Of course, I accepted to be his boyfriend.” My lips lifted at the side. “I'm no longer single, girl. I have a freaking boyfriend!” “So do I.” She showed me the latest manga she bought two days ago. “I got a new boyfriend, and he's mad. Girl, he's legit, the most handsome in the entire world.” I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at that. Debra's just too obsessed with fictional men. Most times, I wonder if she will ever fall in love with anyone who's not in the fantasy world.

“It’s not like she’ll get it anyway. You can’t fix stupid.” I turned slowly, my stomach twisting into knots as I looked at him. His name was Trevor, one of Kayla’s new minions—and her new boyfriend, apparently. A dumb jock with muscles for days and a brain the size of a peanut. He leaned against the wall with a smug grin, his arms crossed like he was proud of himself.

“You don't have to talk like that.” I told him, then sat next to him. He must have been shocked because he turned to gaze at me but I ignored him. “You behave and talk like someone I know.” “Who's that? Your boyfriend.” He guessed correctly but then I, myself was confused and wondered if I should still consider Thorne, my boyfriend. “Well, funny story. He was supposed to be my boyfriend but he bailed on me and left me hanging.” I chuckled. “What a beautiful love story, isn't it?”

I saw some white men playing golf and I waved at them. " Impressive," I said as Doris and I walked home together. " Mrs Johnson must be quite an incredible wealthy woman. Where's this boat cruiser and private jet of hers anyway?" Doris ticked something on her clipboard. " Today is your second day in your contract and yet, you're already asking about her Private jet and boat cruiser. Are you her husband?" " I'm her boyfriend," I said, laughing. " I'm entitled to everything she has except cash, remember?"

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."

Noah's surprise was a luxurious apartment that he had just purchased. " You bought it?" Aiden asked, shocked. " But you said you didn't like it." " But you like it," Noah beamed. " ...And whatever you like, I like." Aiden was shocked. " Are you...crazy?" " Crazy for you." " Did your parents pay for it?" " Of course not!!" Noah was offended. " Don't underestimate your boyfriend," Rob added. " He is an author of a best-selling book that has already sold a few million copies."

I slid the toy lower, pushing it inside my cream filled hole pretending it was their dicks in me. "Yes.....yes....Jax....Ryder.....fuck....fuck...me harder...." Shame burned in my chest. Those two fuckers were still wet behind their ears while I was thirty one. I had a boyfriend and a reputable job. My mind went to my boyfriend who would throw up if he saw these books. The only thing he was good at was licking my cunt, with a lot of teeth. Sigh! He also had a puny cock. I brought the book closer reading the words. "They ruined her asshole. Hammered her tight backdoor till she squirted on the floor."

He didn’t look like he suffered a head concussion, but then again, Caleb being Caleb, he would pretend like he was okay. My date pouts, her bottom lip jutting out. “Aw. Too bad. I would’ve suggested a threesome.” Then she turns to me, like I’m her favorite piece of candy all over again, running her manicured nails down my chest, “I guess it’s just you and me, then.” “Actually,” Caleb clears his throat, walking over to us. I try not to stare at him…at his bare chest and muscled abs, at the bulge beneath his pants or think about how I had it in my mouth only a week ago…or how it tasted…or how much I want to do it again.