Couple Pfp Novels & Stories

The caption read: “Forever starts now 💍 #PowerCouple” I stared at the photos until my eyes burned. The worst part wasn’t even the ring. It was how normal they looked together. Cassie’s manicured hand rested perfectly against Jayson’s chest in one picture while he looked down at her with that calm, controlled expression he wore around the public. The comments were disgusting. Power couple goals. They’re literally made for each other. Obsessed with them. She finally locked down the billionaire prince. I scrolled harder, jaw tight. There was another photo of him guiding Cassie through a crowd with his hand on her waist.

Immediately I clicked on my I*******m app, so many notifications popped up on my screen; I gasped for breath because my pictures were literally littered everywhere on the internet with diverse controversial captions. “American Billionaire, Adrian Sterling, and his beautiful wife in California,” the second one got me alarmed, “Best couple ever; billionaire Adrian and his queen storm the internet with romantic pictures”. As if that sick caption was not enough, they posted a picture of me and Adrian looking at each other intently. Oh my God, where did they get this from, I think this was when Adrian and I were having a side talk where he asked me to smile at the cameras. I couldn't help but adm

“About us.” I nod. “Okay.” She hands me her phone like she’s offering me evidence in a court case. I scroll. There we are, mid-PR-event with her glaring at the flirty fan, me red-eared and uncomfortable captioned: “Gio looks like he bench presses cars for fun and then writes poetry about Cara in secret.” Then another: “Cara protecting Giovanni??? That’s my emotional support POWER COUPLE” Another one has a slow-zoom edit titled: “Cara is so real for almost fighting a fan over that man. I too would throw hands over Giovanni.”

So it's not really a surprise to see it all over social media. As I was scrolling, a certain post caught my attention. It was a picture of Juliette and Caspian. His hand was on her waist, while Juliette looked as if she was hugging him. They were smiling at the camera. I stopped for a good few minutes, and then I realized...they do looked good together. They belong to each other.

I even saw the picture of their rehearsal dinner on her page. Atleast she was making a living out of it. Then my husband can stop paying for her extravagant lifestyle. My nails scratched at the picture automatically. I was only damaging my MacBook. I saw that she had tagged him in that picture. My husband had an I*******m page too. Of course I knew it because I basically lived in it. Did he still had her pictures? I opened it and I saw the wedding picture as his profile Pic. I smiled remembering how angry we were with each other. I scrolled through his photos and there was no picture of Heidi there. He had untagged the picture she had tagged him. It was not seen in his profile and that made

Then I walk to my study. The study is my sanctuary and my prison. Behind the false panel in my desk drawer, I keep the things she must never see. I open the panel now. Inside is a photograph from our wedding. Luca is in the background. He is laughing, his head thrown back, his hand resting on Nova's waist. The photographer captured it by accident. Luca's fingers are curved around her hip like he belongs there. I have stared at this image a hundred times. Each time, my chest tightens with something that is not jealousy.

My heart instantly withered. There were already several pictures uploaded by students who had been at the strip mall earlier. The first one was a grainy candid of Luca and Sophia standing by the pharmacy counter. The caption read: Spotted! The Carter-Miller power couple doing late-night shopping. She looks so glowing! 😭❤️ I scrolled to the next one. It was a picture of them walking out to his SUV, Sophia's hand securely wrapped around his arm. The fan page had slapped a massive sticker over it: COUPLE GOALS. Saturday can't come soon enough! 💍✨

He has never acted like this before. Dove is sitting quietly, reading a book. Sunlight from the window illuminates her beautiful face. Although the two are twins, their personalities and looks are very different. Clara is always sharp and full of life, and Dove is elegant and calm. But they both have in common that they don't want to date. Clara quickly ran into the room. She wanted more advice from Dove. Since becoming human, Dove is the only person she trusts. "I just gathered information about him." Clara said.

Neither of us found drafting business agreements during our honeymoon strange. The media called us a power couple headline after headline. Photos showed us at the press conference, standing together exactly as we were. At breakfast the next morning, Caleb scrolled through the coverage on his phone. "Power couple," he said. "I saw." "They've used that phrase fourteen times." "I counted eleven." He set the phone down. "How do you feel about being half of a power couple?" "I was a power on my own for years. Adding you has complicated my brand." "I'm an asset," he said.

"Everyday I realise more that why and how I fall for you" ~Karan After spending a damn sensual pleasure time Dia walks to living room and taking her phone opens a new I*******m account. She adds her friends and family there and in seconds everyone accepted her follow and followed her back. She then follows her husband and taking his phone follows herself back. And the first post she does was him and her standing together looking in each other's eyes. Her hands were lying on his shoulder and hooked her fingers together on the back of his neck. While his hands hooked behind her waist as flower petals were showered in the background.