Forget About Your Boyfriend Novels & Stories

I ask, glancing at the drink and then at him. “Drinks are free, sweetness. No one in this club pays,” he says with a grin before walking away. Hex leans closer. “Come on. What point?” I sigh, fingers tightening around the glass. “My boyfriend’s pissed at me because I don’t go out anymore. So, he suddenly decides we’re in an open relationship. The asshole thinks I’ll just sit at home while he runs around doing whatever the hell he’s doing.” Hex stares at me for a long second, then stands up.

My brain froze, trying to understand what he meant. “The deal and I am offended that you thought so low of me. How can you think your little boyfriend sent me?”. “Firstly, he's not my boyfriend. Secondly, there's no deal. Forget about it because it's never going to happen?” I wrapped my arm around myself as the air con in the office was hitting me to my bones. “I will forget we ever discussed this, and we can move on and keep it behind us. Deal?” I stretched my hand for a handshake.

I mutter, slumping onto the bed and pulling out my phone. I type the words, “How to fall utterly in love with my boyfriend,” into the search bar. For minutes, I scroll endlessly, looking for the perfect solution to forget Hu and focus on Caspian, but I find nothing. With a frustrated groan, I toss my phone aside, throwing my head back onto the bed with my eyes shut. Suddenly, a thought crosses my mind. A part of me thinks it’s crazy and dirty, but nothing beats sex with a guy who doesn’t care about you. I take a deep breath, sliding my hand down into my panties.

I quietly stepped out of the room and overheard him talking on the phone in the living room. "Jonah, do me a favor—pretend to be Gina's boyfriend for a while." "What you're doing is crazy! She's going to find out the truth sooner or later." "Don't worry, dude. She's easy to win over. Besides, she loves me so much—there's no way she'd really leave me. But we've been together for two years, and honestly, I'm bored with her. So I plan to enjoy my freedom while she's lost her memory."

"Limits???? I am not crossing but you are doing. How could you forget the last wish of your friends Robert and Maanvi? Maanvi wants you to get married to me. Do you know how much she troubled to unite us but my bad luck she was no more now, " The name Robert and Maanvi brought sensitivity in each of my cells. I closed my eyes and exhaled a deep breath. My head was spinning. I occupied the seat nearby. I didn't know when my mom came beside me. I ended the call at once. I remained speechless. Seeing the happy mood of my maa I confirmed that maa didn't hear anything. She was thinking that I was happy with Januvika. I don't want to spoil her mood right now but I have to confess my love as soon

Just be a good girl and follow my orders. I could not control my words anymore. My reply: What a crazy guy you are!!! I have proof at least this conversation. Do not ever bother me. You don't know my boyfriend. He is from a high class family and if I tell him what happened today, not only you but your whole family will lose very much.

"Y'know, you're really pretty when you're not yelling at me." "I know," I mumbled. "You told me the other day that I was 'fucking gorgeous, absolutely breathtaking'," he almost laughed out loud at that but then I felt his nose settle against my collarbones and he kissed the area before pulling away. "I don't remember saying anything like that baby but I'll take your word for that," I mindlessly nodded, drawing my arms around his neck to pull him closer. "Your boyfriend doesn't remember much nowadays either way." "I don't care," I stated, suddenly a little more awake than before. "I'll still love you even if you forget who I am. You're my forgetful boss plus boyfriend combo pack."

"So what are you going to do." Dani turned the mug in her hands. Outside Bri's kitchen window, a lawnmower droned somewhere down the block, and the smell of cut grass drifted in through the screen, and for a second the whole conversation felt impossibly normal, two friends at a table talking about a boy, except the boy held a lap record under a fake name and had cost her four hundred dollars in bet money she still had to explain to her actual bank account. "Nothing," she said. "I'm going to do nothing. I lost the bet. I'm going to eat ramen for a month, I'm going to finish the Nissan, and I'm never going to see him again."

I firmly corrected him. He winced. “I work for you now. You’re not my boyfriend anymore. From the moment you left me without a word—no calls, no messages. I forced myself to forget you. I erased everything we had. And most of all, I erased ‘us.’ Your actions deeply hurt me. You gave me hope, and I waited for you for months. You promised me you’d do everything to be with me. But you never came back!” I said, my voice filled with pain.

This is my first time to have a boyfriend for real, and I didn’t expect it to be this bad. “You spill the wrong magic word girl,” Zaina said, she’s now next to me. “Rule number one… don’t ever mention a name of a guy when you happen to be with your boyfriend,” she reminded me and sounded like expertise when it comes to love. I doubt believing her. Isn’t it too exaggerated for Quir to act that way?