Fake Boyfriend Call Novels & Stories

But I wish she could endure all the hate as well as get accepted by her fans. I was enjoying watching the live stream when my other phone suddenly rang. Ah, it must be a dad. " Hello" I answered bored knowing that it's just my dad when I heard the person behind the line. " hey babe it's me, Joseph" I look at the registered number and got irritated by myself. How I could just answer the damn call without looking at the number! Damn! I don't know how to answer as I could remember the scandal I had in. He knows that I lied about having musk as my boyfriend and that made me the biggest dumb for that.

His left hand found its way inside my panties, his fingers were now playing with my folds, and I started to moan. My phone suddenly began to ring. Normally, I'd let it go straight to voicemail, but I was supposed to be in the office today, and guilt made me pick it up. “Hello? Madsen here.” I was trying really hard to keep my voice steady while Matt continued his assault. “Miss Madsen? Sienna Madsen?,” an unknown male voice on the other side was asking. “Yes, who is that?”, I pushed Matt away and sat on the bed.

God knows how bad she’d feel if she was forced to have a wedding planned by someone else other than her. A low buzz grabbed her attention, and Florence turned her head to the side to see her cellphone screen lit up. She rolled to her side and stretched her hand to grab the device. Scott’s name was staring back at her as she looked to see who was calling her at this hour. For a moment, she thought it could be Emma calling to have a bachelorette party since they didn’t have much time to plan one, but she was obviously wrong. “Hello?” she answered, putting her phone against her ear and returning to her initial position, staring at the ceiling and imagining Scott’s eyes looking back at her.

She stared at his phone, dumbfounded. "Put your number in," he said as she hesitantly grabbed his phone and was about to put her number in, but then paused, meeting his eyes. "Uh, why?" He cocked a perfect brow at her. A faint smirk curved his lips. "Don't you think your fake boyfriend should have your number so if they bother you again, you could reach out to him?" "Oh, yes. You're right," She mumbled, putting her number in and handing him the phone. He saved it and called her.

Just as the question left my mouth, my phone vibrated with an incoming call, I slipped it out from my pocket and glanced at the screen, it was an unknown number. I quickly answered the call, “Who's this?!” “Woah..woah…big brother calm down. We're not fighting, are we?” “Damon, you asshole! don't you dare fuck with me right now, I have more important things to do!” “Hold on!... you always have important things to do. I guess it's more important this time or is it not?” “What do you mean?” “I mean, is it something Important like finding your fake girlfriend?”

“This online friend you keep mentioning… sounds like he really sees the real you. I wish real life felt that easy.” I froze, heart racing. “How do you know about my chats?” He smiled faintly, eyes lingering on my mouth. “Lucky guess. Get some rest. Tomorrow we start this thing for real.” My phone buzzed with one last message. MidnightMVP: Whatever hits tomorrow, I’ve got you. But tell me… what if this fake dating with the captain turns into something that feels way too real and you can’t walk away? What if it does?

“He was admitted. To this campus. I followed him to do some sorting.” “Oh—” My fake boyfriend nodded. “Yeah. Is there a problem?” The look on his countenance sold him off. I knew already that something was wrong, although it was hard for me to place a hand on it. “You look like you would chase him away if you had a chance. He's done nothing to you, you know?” A chuckle escaped my lips and I watched him give a nod. “I should have called him. I just didn't remember he was a student on campus.” Immediately, as I spoke, I was looking for my phone in the purse I had come with—then I took out my phone and began to dial the number that belonged to Aaron.

Jayden was sound asleep when a constant ringing of his phone woke him up, he groaned quickly and managed to take the phone call. "Yes". he answered weakly and Lucas's voice came from the other end. " Hello Jayden, is good you pick up my call". Lucas said. "What the f*ck is the meaning of this? Why are you calling me?". " Well, I guess someone is in a bad mood today, well let me lighten up the bad mood, just called to inform you that your supposed fake fiancee is having a meal with me in my house right now". he said and Jayden scoffed.

I'm fucking shocked right now. He grabs the folder angrily and opens it with a huff. When he sees what it is, his face falls and he quickly sets it down. It's true. This is fucking true. Everything that I saw was fucking true. All of those girls that had messaged him on that website were just trying to get paid. My fucking girlfriend is being paid to date me. This is fake. All of this is fucking fake.

“You really love that word for someone who’s never had to spell it.” His eyes finally met mine. Heat. Ice. Chaos. I swallowed and tried not to combust. “I was curious,” I said. “You never told me why you need a fake girlfriend.” “For a business deal.” I blinked. That was… honest? “What kind of deal?” He smiled lazily. “Curious, are we?” “Yes. I’m literally sitting in a car with a man I barely know, about to have dinner with his billionaire father. I think I deserve a few details.”