Fake Calling Boyfriend Novels & Stories

The comments flooded the screen. [Make her return the money. She has to!] [Not one cent less.] [We’ve got your back. Sue her for marriage fraud.] I turned off my phone. My hands were shaking. The hallway was very quiet. My mother was still asleep. My father was in his hospital room. I did not know whether he was awake or asleep. I leaned against the wall as I cried silently. After a while, my phone vibrated again. It was a text from Peter. [Have you made up your mind yet? When are you giving the money back?]

What an unprofessional actor. Ariana, aren't you coming in?" Cassy, one of my ex-college friends, asked me. She was present during the class reunion and scanned me from head to toe, asking in a mocking tone, "Where is your boyfriend?" I put on a fake smile that didn't reach my eyes and said casually, "He's on his way; traffic held him down. I'll see you inside." Cassy gave me a mocking smile before tossing her hair and walking in, leaving a "don't make us wait long to meet your mysterious boyfriend."

He started to get up and leave the room. She slapped her phone on the table. He winced as he knew how expensive that phone was. On the phone screen was a very attractive man. Easily the most handsome one Nathan had ever seen. "This will be your fake boyfriend." Nathan's mouth moved faster than his brain. "I will do it."

I didn't notice his hands around my waist and that sent shivers down my spine. " I need to go." I stutter, not looking away from his eyes. " Take the phone and call me." " It's fruitless , they are gonna destroy it." He chuckles. "They won't. Tell them it's Gray Carter and call me. If you don't call me, I'm gonna ring your doorbell and tell your parents I'm your boyfriend." He leans closer, his hot breath fans my neck as he bites my earlobe. I jump in shock, but he holds me close to himself.

“You hired someone to stand beside you, to look convincing, and to make your ex sweat. I did that. So why does my identity suddenly matter?” My laugh came out sharp - almost hysterical. “Because I did not hire you,” I said. “I hired a fake fiancé, and now I’m standing here with a real billionaire who apparently knew my name, my scandal, and my family before I even opened my door.” His expression did not change. “And?” he asked. “And?” I echoed. “And it feels like everything else about you is fake too.” His gaze hardened just a little. “It doesn’t matter what’s real or fake about me,” he said, his voice smooth but with steel underneath. “What matters is that I did exactly what you paid for.”

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.”

”Not without consequences. He leaned in closer, his breath brushing my ear. “How about we continue this game for the next two days?” “What…what do you mean?”My voice was barely a whisper. “We will pretend we are dating just to spite him more, and also I want to strike a business deal with him, so you on my side, might just make it easier.” Two days pretending to be engaged to this intriguing stranger? It was insane. “What exactly do I have to do?” I asked. His dark eyes gleamed with satisfaction. “Everything a real fiancée would do,”

Without turning to see what he looked like as he said that, I picked up my pace and left the once-empty classroom. My phone dinged as I headed to the part of school Lucien had reserved for me alone, so I could go there whenever I needed time to myself. "Where are you?" Lucien texted. A smile I could not control broke on my lips, and I typed my response. "Who is this?" His reply was swift, and for some reason, it made me giddy with excitement. "Sloane Bishop's boyfriend. Why are you with my girlfriend's phone?" Still smiling, I replied, "She says she wants me, and not you anymore. I'm hotter, sexier, and richer than you."

" We're strict with our rules and we follow up with offenders who go against our rules. We have our ways of dealing with them and sometimes, they are not with mercy." I stole a glance at Hank. He saw me watching and he growled. I suddenly got the message clearly. I should've known nothing goes for nothing in this deal. There was something fishy about this deal that's soo important to these three people that if I go against their rules, it would warrant serious penalty against me. Well, what I didn't know couldn't hurt me, could it? I was simply here to be a contract boyfriend. The money was incredible. With $500,000 I'm on my way to become one of the richest boys in the country. The temptati

Now I was supposed to spend the whole night pretending to be his girlfriend while my real boyfriend barely answered my calls. I picked up my phone and tried calling him again. Straight to voicemail. Another text popped up: “Busy, babe. Talk later.” I sighed and tossed the phone aside. He was the safe choice. Nerdy, steady, and he never pushed me about being a virgin. But sometimes I wondered if safe was enough.