Novel & Cerita Derek Ramsay Ex Girlfriends

I fired back. The person shrugged and said, "Well, it's what you think it is. I kidnapped your fiancée." Those words caused an uproar immediately. In the midst of everyone's discussion, the person continued, "And surprise, it's not just her. Your ex-wife is here, too." "What? Derek has an ex-wife?" "I saw him cheating on Daphne once. Perhaps he cheated on his ex-wife, too! What a jerk!" "He's never told anyone he has an ex-wife. Perhaps she embarrasses him."

I pulled out my phone and made two calls. The first was to Derek Morrison—Zendaya's ex-fiancé, the man she'd humiliated by leaving him after overhearing his private conversation. According to my research, Derek had been bitter ever since, watching his former fiancée rise to power while his own reputation suffered. The second call was to Vanessa—Zendaya's former best friend, the woman who'd been involved in that same incident. From what I understood, Vanessa had been quite vocal in certain social circles about how Zendaya had "stolen" opportunities that should have been hers.

It wasn't her fault that the first person she had seen when she got down from her car was Derek Falls. God! He had the kind of body that would make any woman drip! Derek hated her guts. She didn't know when the hate started but he'd glare at her and cuss her under his breath. "Nerd." She heard him cuss. "Hi girls." She jerked up to the voice of Tamara, Derek's girlfriend and the cheerleader of the School Red cheerleading team. Tamara was beautiful, no doubt and she had the body of a model. Looking down at her body, Christine shook her head.

“You don’t get to touch her! She’s my girlfriend!” Zayn wiped the blood from his lip, his expression calm but dangerously cold. “Your girlfriend?” he repeated, his voice low, mocking. “Tell me, Derek. Did she know about all the times you came to the pack and brought rumors that she was missing and might even be dead…I guess it’s because you didn’t want us to know you had her …” Derek flinched, his fists tightening at his sides. “What are you talking about?” I asked, looking between the two of them.

The latest trending headline glowed bright. Vicky glanced at it carelessly--then her eyes widened, pupils contracting. The headline read: Oscar Winner Daniel Confirmed in Secret Romance with RUP Group Heiress Vicky. Beck crossed his arms and stared at her, waiting for an explanation. A hot flush of fury surged through Vicky. She snatched the new phone off the bed and dialed the number she had received earlier. The call rang a few times and was rejected. She clenched her jaw and redialed. This time, the line connected after a pause.

His hands slid down my body, pulling me closer, claiming me. But reality crashed back in. I pushed him away gently, breaking the kiss. Derek looked stunned. “What’s wrong?” I took a step back, my heart pounding. Tears filled my eyes. “I… I can’t do this anymore,” I whispered. Derek’s brow furrowed. “Cassandra…” I took a deep breath, the words burning on my tongue. “I’m dating Ryan now.” The silence that followed was deafening. Derek froze. His face went blank for a second, then pain flashed across his features, raw and unguarded. Then anger. Deep, burning anger.

Dax swings me around in his arms, making me laugh. “Get a room”, Andy growls, storming down the hall to the kitchen. “What’s up with Andy?” “Boy trouble”, Jack grumbles, “Always fucking trouble.” “No, it’s girl trouble”, Dax corrects him as he puts me down “No, she’s seeing Richard or is it, Fred?” Jack scratches his head “Nah, she stopped seeing Fred a couple of weeks ago. She’s been dating this chick. Shelley or Michelle or something like that” “You two are worse than gossiping old ladies. Her name is Crystal, and his name is Derek, and I’m dating both of them together.” Andy huffs

“My money is on Trevor.” “Too rich for my blood,” the other guy said. “You’re turning on me now?” Trevor said to Derek with a smirk. “What’s with you lately? First, you’re girlfriend and now me.” Derek had been busted by Ava Bartholomew, his now ex, screwing her mom in the loft at The Oasis. The whole thing was on blast in The New York Times. “Nothing. I’m just a squirrel trying to get a nut in a big city,” Derek said with a grin.

"I should have made it clear to you before we got married, but ... I didn't know how to explain it since I was confused. Derek was my ex-boyfriend; we had been together for five years. He helped me a lot financially when I was still in college, but I had already repaid him last year, there's no need to worry!" "About a year ago, I had a job which required me to film in the mountains. It was a very remote location, so I had no signal and could not contact him for a few months. After I came back from filming, he was with Jenna and would have nothing to do with me. It was a hard time for me. I tried everything to get him back, including begging him to take me back, but as time passed, I let him

"Who's your ex anyway? You haven't told us anything about your dating life, Gabe." Derek walked back to his seat, completely unbothered by what he had just did. He sat down, crossing his legs as he answered for me. "His ex is our coursemate, Bradley." Derek turned around and looked right at them, a twisted, mocking smile on his face. "You see... Gabriel's boyfriend was like... you know, a sex worker. He slept with rich dudes for money." Erica gasps, her hand flying to her mouth. "Omg... that's insane. Gabriel!"