Novel & Cerita Fake Call From Boyfriend

I begged him, I was so desperate to talk to Zie again that I would do everything to get in touch with Zie again. "I wasn't born yesterday, dude. Better find someone you can fool." The man replied and turned his back on me. I walked fast and stopped him again, I hold his arms firmly. "No, please. I don't have bad intentions, I just need to talk to my boyfriend and I don't have a phone. I-I'll do everything you want and I'm going to stay with you until my boyfriend call and then after that I'm gonna leave. I promise." I plead to him.

I tiptoed down the stairs, trying to not produce any kind of sound. “Here… he says he wants to talk to you. He’s my boyfriend so be careful with what you say.” He spoke in the phone. I knew he had his phone pressed to his ear when he was saying all that to whoever was near him and it only made me coo at him silently. “Hello?” He heard an unfamiliar voice from the other side of the phone with Ryan’s faint protest of snatching away the phone from his hand. He was calling the person “Snatcher.”

“But it won’t be her.” The doctor had just left me to “rest,” and I’d been basking in the afterglow of Delilah’s worry when my phone buzzed. When I checked the caller, my stomach tightened, but I answered anyway. A voice that hasn't spoken to me in years came alive.“So… you can fake a broken arm. How about I help you feel the real thing?” I clenched my jaw, forcing a smirk he couldn’t see. “Fuck you, brother." He's not in China! What a bluff.

I took out my phone and dial her number. Please at least I need to hear her voice.. please let me hear her voice "Why are you calling my girlfriend?" My eyes widen because I knew it's Collin "She's not your girlfriend fucker" "I told you never contact her again.. you won't listen , will you?" He said in a really cold tone "I'm a Locason.. Do you think I will listen to you?" I scoffed , stupid guy "Of course you won't, Locason, from now on I don't want my girlfriend to contact with a guy so goodbye Locason" He ended the call and I cursed under my breath. I quickly dial her number again but the voicemail made it clear that he blocked me

Looking at the crumpled words on the business card, I panicked a bit, but in the end I was determined to dial the number and press the call button. A deep, warm voice came from the other end of the line, "Hello, Matthew speaking." "Hello, I'm Laura." I said hesitantly. “Hi, Laura, is something wrong, are you home yet?” "I just got home, there's something I need your help with, Matthew." I carefully asked. "Just say it." Matthew answered slowly. I hear the keyboard sound coming from the other end of the line, maybe he was working while answering my phone. “Can I ask you to pretend to be my boyfriend?” I said, a little afraid he would disagree.

“Every late night. Every business trip. Whenever we want you.” Sophia smiled against my neck. “And we want you often.” I nodded weakly, completely surrendered. “Yes… I’m yours.” But as we lay there, my phone buzzed again on the desk. It was my boyfriend calling. Alexander picked up the phone, read the screen, and handed it to me with a dark smile. “Answer it,” he said, pushing two fingers back inside my dripping pussy. “While we both touch you.” Sophia’s fingers joined his, both of them slowly fingering me while I answered the call, trying to sound normal.

The salad was wilted. I took a deep breath and picked up my phone. The screen glowed in the cafeteria's dim light. My fingers trembled as I searched through the list of blocked numbers. There were several. Telemarketers. Former colleagues. An ex-boyfriend who couldn't accept the end. And the number I was looking for. I pressed the name. I called. The phone rang once. Twice. Three times. "Yes?", the voice answered, sweet, fake, sugary like rotten honey.

At first, it was only meant as a small prank. I had tilted my head and asked who he was in the most foolish tone imaginable. I never expected him to say he was my boyfriend. The moment those words left his mouth, my heart began to race, followed by an overwhelming rush of joy. I immediately abandoned the idea of pranking him. Instead, I pretended to believe him and obediently went home with him. I didn't know why Jason had claimed to be my boyfriend that day, nor why he spent that summer acting like the perfect partner, staying by my side through everything I loved.

Getting freshened up and a quick shower when I was about to get out of my room, my phone rang on the nightstand. I frowned when I saw the caller ID flashing on the phone screen. Demon Calling... This wasn’t how I was thinking of starting my day but I answered the call anyway. "Hello.. What happened early.." He didn’t even let me complete my say and spoke up, "I will be at your place within 15 minutes. Meet me at the entrance." "Why?" I asked but he being not so gentleman didn’t bother to wait to hear me let alone answer my question and hung up.

“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.”