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Catherine sighed and hugged him back. "Please don't mind Gianna, it's just that, she's my only close friend that I could call... you know... to help me pick out gifts that you would like. Since... she's also a girl like you, but more feminine and soft," Alastar chuckled. "But you're prettier, of course." 'Get f*cked, Alastar,' Catherine clenched her fists but soon relaxed them after. 'When did the two of them even get close?'

My name is Sophia Lucci, and this is how I catfished my husband and his supposed girlfriend. We had been married for 24 years. Twenty-four years of what I thought was happy. He got everything he wanted. The house he chose. The truck he loved. The vacations he picked. I made sure life ran smoothly so he never had to question comfort. And apparently, comfort made him bored. That’s how I met Vincent. Not in person. On Tinder. Same smile. Same scar on his chin. Same wedding ring conveniently missing.

Jay yelped, his tiny voice cracking and Tracey rolled her eyes at him. Thalia laughed softly. “Tracey, tell me.” “Mommy, Jay has a girlfriend!” Jay groaned dramatically, dragging his small palm down his face. “Really?” Thalia raised a brow as Tracey nodded vigorously. “Her name is Jewel. She’s that aunty’s daughter you know, the woman who insulted Daddy at the mall.” Thalia hummed as she tied Tracey’s ponytail and smoothed her baby hairs with gel. “Mommy, Jewel is my friend,” Jay said in his little serious tone. “She’s my girlfriend, not the girl I’m dating.”

I smiled at myself in satisfaction at the surprised look on her face when I made that statement. “Who was the lady you were talking to?” Mrs Catherine asked me immediately I entered the office. “Ohh that, she's a nobody”. I replied, trying to dismiss what just happened. But Mrs Catherine won't have it. “She didn't seem like a nobody to me”. She replied as she looked at me closely. I sighed as I raised my hands in surrender. “Ok fine, she said she's Ares's girlfriend. Happy now?” I asked her as my face suddenly fell.

okay with it? “Of course, love. I’m Katrina. I don’t have a last name so I’ll just take yours. I’m in my 20’s. I’m 5’6”. I weigh 56kg. My cup size is C. I’m amazing in bed, you can confirm that later. I studied Arts and I am currently a freelance artist. I’ve published a few poems and sold a lot of art, so I’m fairly wealthy. If you ever go broke, I can guarantee I can take care of you. Although I’m a horrible cook, I can boil water. And if you want me as a pet I’m more than ready to buy myself a leash and follow you home. Like. Right now.`` Tom chuckled in response. I gaped at her. Adrian looked a bit surprised but aside from that nothing more.

his mother said. “But I love Shayne, and I promised her I will be back soon” he protested. “She is not like us, she is different from us, you can’t be happy” it is Joana. “What I know, is that I love her, she loves me, and that’s all” “Suppose you get married, where are you going to live? In the forest?” “Can you introduce her, to us, to your relatives, to your friends?” “Is she real, or just a product of your imagination or hallucination”

Corey said, smirking at his girlfriend. "I'll bring him girls to bang, don't even worry about it," Kitty said, looking me up and down. "How you doin'? Did I mention we have an open relationship?" Corey rolled his eyes. "Please don't hit on the buff neighbor, Kitty." He was teasing her, though, I didn't see any jealousy at all. Surprisingly mature, for a kid.

That's why they are sure that Cathy is not his girlfriend, if not Luna. Cathy turned around because of that. He whispered to Caisen, "So, Luna is your girlfriend?" Cathy asked foolishly. Because of that, Caisen stopped, released some pheromone pressure, and looked at the speaker. "Can you just fucking close your mouth if you don't have anything nice to say?"

She asked. "My best friend will have his victory party next month, and I want you to come with me. And all you have to do is pretend to be my girlfriend." He proudly speaks, thinking she'll agree right away. He was confident that he was every girl's dream. To be known as the girlfriend of the most handsome, good-looking, hot, wealthy man, Nathan Conner, was a privilege. "Why me?" She scowled unknowingly. He was surprised. "I'll pay you, don't worry. It's not part of the deal. As long as it turns out well, name me the price. I'll give it to you." Nathan thought money would change her mind quickly.

Not Are you the side chick? Adela calmly looked at the wide-eyed, baby-voiced girl with a fake sweet smile. She swallowed the fruit in her mouth before speaking. “Have you ever met Layson’s girlfriend?” The girl blinked. “No… I didn’t know he had one.” “Right,” Adela said flatly. “So if you didn’t even know he had a girlfriend, why would your first question be whether I’m his mistress? What’s going on in your brain, seriously?” The girl’s eyes turned red. Her voice got louder. “If you were his girlfriend, he would’ve introduced you already. But you’re just hiding in here like you’re ashamed! If you’re not his mistress, what are you?”