Girlfriend Hamilton Novels & Stories

" I'd been full of enthusiasm just moments ago, but now her relentless blows left me reeling. I couldn't understand it at all. Why was my girlfriend—who'd been so tender and affectionate with me last night—suddenly hurling such vicious words at me? And she was the one who pursued me first. Why was I suddenly the one who pestered her endlessly? "You wanted me to say it to your face, right? Well, now I've made it very clear. Please leave my house." Her icy voice snapped me out of my thoughts. As I looked at her cold, resolute expression, all my lingering feelings for her dissipated. Seeing the neighbors watching, my heart sank to rock bottom. "Okay. I'll go and never bother you again. Just giv

What the hell. We get the lift to the penthouse and when the lift opens we can hear the music blasting through the walls, the door is opened and we walk straight in. I feel a pair of arms wrapping around my neck from behind and I turn around to find a girl with long ginger hair. She’s cute. ‘Hey”, she says in my ear. “Hey”, I reply offering her a smile and moving her arms from my neck. She pouts a little and then walks to her friends that are sitting in the corner of the room.

As I am about to speak, I hear a voice I recognise behind me. “Aimee, I don’t know you guys covered hospital news now”, Kyle says, and I roll my eyes and turn around looking at him. “Hi Kyle, I’m not here for work”, I say, and he frowns as I turn my attention back to the secretary. “I am his son's girlfriend”, I say, crossing all the fingers and toes that I can, hoping that she will believe my lie. Well, technically it’s not a lie, or is it? What are we? We are not even engaged yet, “I’m a friend of the family”, I say straight after, and she frowns, asking my name again.

She blocked the door with her petite frame and asked me with bewilderment clearly written all over her face. "Are you crazy? It is late." "She promised to take me there during the meteor shower." I tried to explain to her, hoping that she would finally leave me be. But to my dismay, she did not and instead she just continued asking me. "Who?" "Shantal, my girlfriend." I replied using a matter of fact tone. But then she told me, "Well, I think, that promise was actually meant for someone else." At this point, I could hardly believe my ears and so I wondered if my hearing function was broken or something. There was no way my girlfriend would cheat with me. We clearly had a moment before I left

"Good to see you." "Likewise, likewise! And who is this lovely lady?" Harold's eyes swept over Clara with undisguised curiosity. Cassian placed his hand on the small of Clara's back. "This is Clara Hayes. My girlfriend." The word hung in the air. Girlfriend. Clara felt her cheeks flush, but she kept her smile steady.

I don’t even know how, but my body just moved with them—like I’d practiced the routine a hundred times. What I didn’t know was that someone behind me had started recording. I finished the last twirl with a flourish and let out a breathless laugh. “I’m definitely downloading their music,” I said to myself, wheeling my cart toward the kitchenware section. All the girls did well, but the girl in the center caught my attention the most. Morgana Smith. Hamilton’s said girlfriend. Suddenly, it made perfect sense. Two talented souls. No wonder they were a power couple.

Adrielle Hale Pedro approaches Helena to hug her. His eyes are still focused on me. I know he must be thinking about everything I know about her. And how I can end their friendship the moment I say something, but I have no intention of doing that. Not for her, for Pedro. I don't know how he might react seeing how the person he considered his friend for seven years also manipulated him. She was here, for Amanda's last birthday, but didn't stay long.

“I swear this woman dancing on this old man’s lap is you.” “That’s not true!” She yelled angrily. “Sissy got someone to impersonate to get my boyfriend to break up with me because she wants him for himself!” “Spare me the lies, Ms. Hamilton,” Jordan said coldly and he gestured to the bodyguards to bring her inside the room. He closed the door and watched as she straightened herself and looked around the room frantically. “Now, let’s get down to some discussion, Ms. Hamilton.” “Starting today, you will conduct yourself properly that befit the Cunningham family,” he started hardly at her. “You will no longer be allowed to degrade yourself to the public. No more lap dancing on old men’s lap, ab

I lied. "Hmm, is that so? Ahhh..let's order first,"she said. "All right," I replied sparingly. The waiter approached us to took our order and after we ordered the waiter left. I couldn't help but ask her about Mr. Hamilton. As far as I know, that man is probably her boyfriend. "Wouldn't Mr. Hamilton be mad that you met me?" I asked. "Mad? Haha !,"she said laughing but I could clearly see the tears welling up in her eyes.

Did they think she was his girlfriend? "I'm sorry. Harriet can be so excitable," Mrs. Hamilton said once she apparently took back control of the phone. "Logan's friends are rare and few, and after happened with Julia... We were just happy Logan had someone he could rely on in Atlanta. If you can't make it, hopefully we'll be able to meet some other time. When we go back there, or you can come out here to visit." Charlotte threw her head back, pulling the receiver away from her mouth, and let out a long sigh.