Dylan Is In Trouble Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Gray’s POV I don’t know what’s wrong with me. All I can think about is Julissa. Her soft lips, her wide hips, her moans, I was consumed by her. I came out of the bedroom with a shit eating grin after fucking her again. Dylan looked at me and laughed, “don’t forget she’s my girlfriend, not yours.” “I don’t want a girlfriend anyway.” I argued. “Right…you can fuck her, just don’t fall in love with her, okay?” He said seriously.

Dylan's POV The weekend was boring, Oliver had called to hang out with me, that would keep my day busy alittle, we met at a bar, she said a lot about her self, am feeling sleepy at her story she was making me super bored, each time my heart drifts to Pia and how worried she was the last time I saw her, it is taking everything within me to go over to her place to see her. "Dylan do you have a girlfriend" her questions woke me up I simply zipped my drink "oh yeah baby, alot" I said playfully "seriously Dylan" she says with a serious face, "I don't have a girlfriend for now but am sure I will have one soon" I replied with a serious face, her face lit up and she smiled widely and kissed me hotly

This was supposed to be the day two packs united, but Dylan’s stare passed through her like wind through glass. “Do you, Dylan Wilson, take Sophie Kingsley as your mate and wife?” His lips barely moved. “I do.” "And do you, Sophie Kingsley—" “I do,” she said before the elder finished. Her voice cracked, but she held her chin high. "You may kiss the bride." Dylan stepped forward, brushed his lips against her cheek like one might a stranger, and turned to the crowd. His next words dropped like ice into her chest. “She has ruined the only love I ever wanted.”

she asked and Dylan shook his head while laughing lightly, he guessed that was the next question she would ask because they had never really gotten time to talk about themselves and their lives before they met “My life story is quite boring by the way, there is nothing interesting about it” he said trying so hard to avoid the topic but Maeve was not letting go, she figured out that it might have been the only chance she had to know more about him and she was not going to let the chance slip off her fingers just like that “There obviously must be something interesting about it, tell me about your ex girlfriend” she said and Dylan gave her the ‘really’ look “And what makes you think that I hav

The question sliced straight through me. “I do not know,” I answered honestly. Grant inhaled sharply. “Dylan, this is not the place—” “Shut up,” Dylan snapped, never taking his eyes off me. “You do not get to speak for her.” The tension between them crackled, old rivalries resurfacing, sharpened now by something far more dangerous. Dylan turned back to me. His voice softened. “Do you remember anything,” he asked gently. “Anything at all that feels… wrong”

Of course, he can't break up with me, as we're not a couple. That thought doesn't comfort me as I sit opposite him. "Listen, Dylan." He holds a hand up, stopping me mid-sentence. "I was angry last night. I shouldn't have shouted at you or said all the things I did. I'm still angry, but I'm also still willing to be your fake husband." What about my real friend?" Dylan hesitates. "I still care about you, Lia, and I still want you as a friend. I'm just not sure I can trust you anymore."

If they encountered any problems, they would look for Zachary instead of her. The York brothers would only seek her help when they upset their partners. For example, Callum sought Serenity’s help after he angered Camryn by acting indecently toward her to beg for her forgiveness. “Does Dylan have a girlfriend?” Serenity replied, “As far as I know, he didn’t have one before you came to me.” He would probably have one soon. Dylan had been dreaming of that girl frequently, but he was likely not in a relationship with her yet.

“I am not sure if doing that would be smart. Fighting me would be challenging my mate. Are you sure you want to do that? I mean, she has already beaten your father and you. If you lay a hand on me, it will be your funeral.” Felix knows the blonde is not lying. If he acts rashly now, he will only lose his life in the process. No, he has to be smart with his revenge. As much as it pains him to accept this humiliation, he has to let it go. While they stand at a stand-off, waiting for Felix to make a decision, Dylan comes out into the living room. He has been hiding, not wanting to see his mate make out with his girlfriend. It hurts that the boy has yet to break up with his girlfriend despite fu

I looked at him with teary-eyes completely shaken up with his words. Evelyn: What? Dylan: You heard me. How could he? Evelyn: But why? Dylan heaved a deep sigh before answering me. Dylan: See Eve, this was all a deal. I had no interest in you. In fact, I didn't even like you at the first place. My parents had forced me into this. I was acting all lovey-dovey with you just to win your heart and for that shit marriage thing. But I assure you once we get married, I would never force myself on you. You can do whatever damn thing you want to do in your life. I have a girlfriend Sophia and I love her very much. We'll act as husband and wife only in front of others else-

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r