Free Use Girlfriend Novelas e Histórias

Her sharp blue eyes glints against the light. “Yes, you could say that. I have a preposition for you.” I say calmly, and there's a tint between her forehead as she processes it all in. “You will be my girlfriend for ninety days, that's approximately three months, and we can forget all about the debt that your father owes me, better?”

"Wait, isn't she a Valley girl?" Unfortunately, my mango seltzer wasn't doing much of anything for me, when I felt someone tap my shoulder. "Your girlfriend is here." Stacy whispered quietly into my ear, and I turned around to glare at her. "Stop it." I warned, which made her giggle. I watched her as she rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at me, desperately trying to stop thinking about the technicalities of our friendship.

My hands trembled as I picked it up. “Read it. Out loud.” I swallowed. “This agreement states that Blake Monroe will act as Ethan Blackwood’s girlfriend for a duration of three months, in exchange for the sum of thirty million dollars, to be paid upon successful completion of the arrangement.” I dropped the paper. He watched me with that damn smirk. “Well?” I stared at him. “Are you completely out of your f**king mind?”

I found it incredibly challenging to place my trust in him. "But I'm admitting that I have a girlfriend," he persisted, closing the distance between us. "No! You're just using that allowance of having another girl in your life to conceal all the others you have," my voice grew nearly louder as anger began to prickle beneath my skin. In that instant, I couldn't comprehend it, but I felt like a complete fool. Wolvin had been correct all along. This pact was solely to their advantage. They have the freedom to switch girlfriends whenever they please, enjoying their time, while I'm bound to my destined mates.

" Now that you're satisfied, I'd appreciate it if you keep this little deed of ours secret for the sake of your contract. Just because we made love to each other doesn't necessarily mean we're going out or we could be sweethearts. Let's pretend nothing like this ever happened and returned back to our normal times. Incase you get in the mood and you feel you can't control it, call on me and I'll make myself available." This was unbelievable. It was Soo unreal. " Doris, don't you think we're betraying Mrs Johnson by doing this." " That's funny," she said with a thin smirk. " You weren't complaining thirty minutes ago. She's a blind crippled woman. You're her boyfriend not her wife and besides

The offer of money for payment to pose as his girlfriend—with the possibility of doing what girlfriends and boyfriends do behind a closed door and most of all, the possibility of a marriage contract should they had to—was like a splash of cold water to the face. And that was the reason behind the exorbitant fee he was offering me. That wasn’t even the end of it. The fees mentioned were just for the girlfriend job. There’s going to be a million US dollars for the marriage contact, subject to change depending on what difficulties we might find hard to work out if we do get married. “You are not being paid to prostitute yourself, Gia,” he said last night in a somber tone, though it still had me

Thankfully, he’s lost in my sweet cunt. “Fuck, they’re so hot together. I’d pay to watch them fuck,” the girlfriend moans, her hand sliding up to cup her small boob as she bites her lip. She’s giving me lustful eyes, like she wants to do something hot to me. I’m not really into girls, but it’s making me burn hotter. “Maybe we’ll get lucky and watch them fuck for free,” her boyfriend chuckles, flipping her hair aside to suck on her neck. My own neck tickles in sympathy.

A junior approached me. He proposed me to be his friend. And… It just clicked. We became boyfriends soon. He shifted in my apartment with me. Our relationship was a hide and seeks. Battling with our emotions. Until, until I gave myself to him. Yes I bottomed up for him. Not that I was ashamed. But now if I think. I feel used. It was a bloody bet he had with his friends. 2 Million Dollars. To be my boyfriend. To fuck me. To record me while fucking me.

“What you did just there was hot. I would’ve enjoyed watching you break his fingers.” “Well no one will ever be allowed to touch me again without my permission.” “No one touches my girlfriend.” She blushes and brushes her hand through her hair. I love seeing her put her shield down and just be herself around me. I’ll admit girlfriend has a nice right to it to. “Hey, Spartan? Avery 5, Spartan 3.” I chuckle as he huffs and curls up for a nap. This is turning out to be a great night.

I brought out my phone and called the manager of the said company. "Hello.. I want you to inform Lady G that I don't need her to model with me again" I said to the manager over the phone. "Okay and who will you be using?" He asked.. "My girlfriend," I replied. "Is she the one you snapped a photo shoot with that went viral all over the social media?" He asked. "Yes". I replied. "I will be expecting her with gladness" He replied and I dropped the call. "Mara, can you let today's lectures slide?" I asked.