Dating Sister's Friend นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Cara, seriously, where is the last beer? It's not in here." "You know I'm not old enough to take such things," she said innocently, then turned and walked toward her room. Her tone told me everything. She had taken it. My little sister was drinking my beer. Great. I sighed and started cleaning the few dishes in the sink, trying to push all the thoughts of Ellie and Daniel out of my head. Not long after, there was a sharp, quick knock on the door. I wiped my hands and went to open it. A bunch of Cara's friends stood in the hallway, laughing and talking loudly. "Is Cara in?" one of them asked, a girl I didn't recognize.

He said then he smiled. I looked around the venue and the people were still busy doing their own businesses. “Why are you here, by the way? Did my sister invite you here?” “That’s right. I didn’t actually know that Eris is your sister. She’s actually one of my classmates in Paris.” “Really? I didn’t know that though.” “Maybe she just forgot to tell you.” “That’s right.” “Uh-hum!” Jared and I looked in Damon’s direction when he suddenly cleared his throat. He looked at Jared, then shifted his attention to me. “Would you mind introducing me to your friend right here, babe?”

They looked at me, and I felt weird. “What? That’s what they do in movies,” I said. They burst into synchronised laughter, and I felt weird. Are they cousins or family-related? They definitely look alike in height and the blue eyes. But Dante is more buff, and he looks like he would kill me in the worst way possible. Damien is more soft-looking and approachable, but something tells me Damien is more dangerous. It’s always the quiet and better-looking ones. Damien smirked at me, having heard my thoughts. “Well, you are right. Dante is my father’s younger sister. My aunt is still alive, but her mate is dead,” he said. My mouth formed into an o shape. Now I know why Damien trusts him with the b

I looked at him and smiled. "Dionnah you remember Cindy, she's Michael's date for the wedding," my sister announced, but she had a heavy look in her eyes and a little seriousness in her tone. "Cindy? I don't remember her," I lied. “Dee, don't you remember, she's the daughter of the lady from the tux store," Jon added. “Oh right," I said, rolling my eyes. "I hope things don't turn out the same way as it turned out with the strawberry blonde," Jon stated.

"I didn't say I only dated 3 women before my dad's accident. But the 3 of them were the ones that I dated more than once, and more serious. Well, you can say they were my girlfriends, but we were teenagers. Nothing too serious." "You still keep contact with them?" "Not that often. But I always invited them to our charity. This time, somehow, the 3 of them couldn't come. Stasia was busy with Paris Fashion Week, Kate was in the Bahamas, and she said yesterday was her boyfriend's birthday. I joked to her about how she chose to celebrate her boyfriend's birthday rather than feed the poor. Today she replied to my message with a picture of her hand with an enormous ring on her ring finger. You can

Serena After the brief display a few days ago, I had my assistant contact one person who'd play a big role if I really wanted this. Nadia. Since she was recommended by Mara, I was cool with it. But I was shocked to find out she's Damien's sister. I really had a lot to ask. How come I never met her? How am I only now getting introduced to different people and all are related to the same man? Oh, there's a lot.

He replied, “It seems you’ve improved a lot in the few months that I was away from you guys.” While Lora and Aiden continued to eat and chat, Ryan entered the restaurant with a dark-haired woman by his side. “Bro, it’s been long since you bought me a meal,” Diane said, grabbing Ryan’s arm excitedly. Diane Kingsley was Ryan’s sister. Their mother had two children before she died and their father married someone else who later had a daughter. Ryan smiled and replied gently, “Eat whatever you want, little sis.” He suddenly saw a familiar figure in the restaurant and his eyes squinted. ‘She’s on a date with another man again.’

"Not anytime soon." "Oh, honestly," his sister said with a laugh. "You're impossible." She turned toward Grandpa. "One of my friend's daughters just came back from London. She's beautiful, intelligent, and she's managing a very successful business. I was actually thinking of introducing them." She looked back at Viktor. "I'll set up a blind date." Viktor calmly dabbed the corner of his mouth with his napkin. "If you're prepared to apologize to your friend for my absence that day," he replied, "then go ahead."

Lisa and I had been dating for a few months now, even though we were not fated mates, and it was nice having someone around. Though Father and Mama said it was a waste of both our time because the moment I will meet my true mate, I will fall head over heels for her and nobody else will matter. "Let's go upstairs," Lisa murmured in my ear and lowered herself to her feet on the floor. You don't have to ask me twice, I clasped her hand tightly and led her to the staircase. "Hey Damon, I've been looking for you." Matt, my friend waved at me with his whisky glass.

I sighed. By the time we got to his penthouse, his siblings were already there. It was like they knew it was an emergency. “Hi,” I said, a bit timid, despite having been introduced to them last week. Tasha ran toward me and enveloped me in a hug. “Dahlia.” She exclaimed. “I didn’t think I’d be seeing you again so soon. We should go shopping sometime, so we can bond as sisters-in-law.” My mouth dropped open but no words came out. It seemed like Damon wasn’t the only blunt one in his family because why was his sister calling me her sister-in-law already? We had only been dating for a month plus.