Get The Guy Novels & Stories

I was cherishing my moment alone when someone approached me. "Hi! We meet again" I raised an eyebrow. My day couldn't get any worse! This guy! I really want to slap him right now but I don't want to lose my poise. I just clenched my fist and looked at the dancefloor. The show is about to start! I saw Mich and the man heading to the bathroom. "Hey what's your name?" I'm still ignoring him. Is this really an elite bar of Hathaway? Letting someone like him in?

I saw the blond guy walk to me and smirked. "I'll let you alone girl.” Angel whispered and she left me. The guy started to give me a wink and I gestured him to come closer. We danced together for awhile until he landed his hands on my bare waist. I circle my arms around his neck and I smiled looking at his blue eyes. "What's your name sexy?" He asked. "Vella." I'm not lying though, Vella is my middle name. How come this guy ask my name? I guess he’s anti social man.

Steve extended his hand as well and sneered. “Nope, I just heard a woman called you Steve.” Kelly stopped herself from rolling her eyes. She could feel that this man was actually good for nothing. “I see. She’s my cousin. What can I do for you beautiful?” Steve asked in a playful manner. He thought that this woman approached him for a reason. Kelly raised her brows and said, “You have a good judgment. Let’s talk in another place. I’m hungry, how about let’s eat and discuss some business?”

The chilled breeze slowly finds its way inside my office. I was waiting for Francois to finish his work, then he would drive me home for our casual sex rendezvous. My phone buzzed with an incoming call from an unknown number. "Yes, it's Adriana." I let my words hang, for the other person on the other line to continued the conversation. "Sorry yes, this is Alexander Davis. I got your card from Drew. He said to call you and fix me with a date?" Oh, his voice was smooth like butter. It's so rich, deep, and deliciously sexy.

getting infos about him. Sounds like a plan.

Dylan asked me. “Dylan, you know me… I am not a good guy. I can never be…” I said and pour some more drink for myself before adding further, “She ended it. I didn’t… And I am not that guy who will cry behind, when a girl breaks up with him. I am that guy who will get the girl at any cost… As I said before… When I want something, I get it...” As they all looked at me suspiciously, I added, “So, I am going to get her… No matter what” I gulped the wine and they kept looking at me in shock...

The girl clutched his hand tightly. --hidayawu--

" All the students along with Principal sir went to their own rooms. I also went to my room and was feeling too sleepy. I went to bed early tonight but I need a partner for the The Student Of The Year. I don't want want to quarrel with Regina and Siya as Kevin's and George wants to be with me for The Student Of The Year. As well as Ryan will also argue with me if she finds out Tim also wanted to be with me. So, what should I do now? I think I should talk to that Mysterious Guy who had stolen my kiss. But, I don't even know his name. I should return to my room. I stood up and started to walk and suddenly his voice stopped me.

I lift Cindy's feet and sit down, she then puts her feet on top of me. "How was your night? You went home with the cute white guy?" Elliott asked me trying to get pass Nick's defences. "Nope, went home with his friend." I said taking my phone out and showing them Gabby's profile picture on the messaging app. The guys paused the game and grabbed my phone quickly. "Damn he's hot. How old is he? Is he good? " Uriel asked "Give it to me ." Cindy whined." See for yourself" Elliott replied going back to the game. He didn't even look back at Cindy.

“I am not a person with a good record regarding long relationships and, for the last five years I’ve done anything other than be spotted on dates with different women. Unfortunately, it’s all over the media. “It happens Arthur Collins, the investor we want to catch, does not have the best opinion concerning me. And I’m willing to pay to get his best attention.” “So, you want to buy a wife” “Correct” he says naturally as the psychopath he must be. “It’s a bit sexist, to say the least” I try not to burst in anger. “It’s business. This world is no fairytale and sometimes we got to get things done by unconventional means” he glanced at me with a meaningful expression. “So what do you say?”