Novel & Cerita Girlfriend Stolen

"Do you really want me to leave?" Lionel Alan knew that keeping her would only cause more pain for both of them, so he still insisted on letting her go. “Vivian Letitia, after this you will no longer be my girlfriend. But you will forever be the one I love the most, I'm going to be late. You should go back first…”

And here I am, chained to her, trapped in a prison built from my own foolishness. Her phone, lying carelessly on the table, buzzes again and again. Whoever it is, they are desperate to reach her. She glances at it, frowns, and ignores it. I lean back, watching her, and for a moment I think of Seline, of how Isabel once used to be her best friend, her sister in all but blood. I don’t know when that friendship turned to ashes, or when Isabel’s eyes shifted from loyalty to malice. But I know one thing, she is not the woman Seline once trusted. She is a stranger now, a stranger who has turned my life into hell.

Is she the new girl of Chadrick? Chadrick like a gentleman helped me with my seat and moved across beside the woman. He said Hi and kissed her lips. Ouch! It hurts like I’ve been stabbed by a knife so sharp and deep. “Alle, this is Vanessa Albert, my girlfriend. She’s from Albert’s Group” he introduced. “Nice to finally meet you Allesandra, You are beautiful,” she smiled. “Nice to meet you too Vanessa," we shook hands but I felt like it was hard to breathe because of jealousy.

My girlfriend, Selena Jenkins, and I are committed to a strict 50-50 relationship. We are three years into our relationship, and we split everything down to a single bottle of water. Then, out of nowhere, I get a call from a kidnapper. "We have your girlfriend. Have 150 thousand dollars ready, or she dies!" I calmly launch our app, SplitMate. According to the algorithm, this unexpected incident falls under "shared risk", meaning she is responsible for 50% of the cost. However, after factoring in the personal insurance policy I took out on her behalf, she only needs to pay 35,550 dollars. I send the calculation results to the kidnapper. "This is her share. Please contact her family for t

Just then, a commotion broke out in the hallway. "Everyone, look! This is the 'best friend' who stole my gold! Her mom's right here!" The hospital room door swung open, and Joan stormed in with her phone raised. "Guys! This is my so-called best friend of eight years! She stole two million dollars' worth of gold from me and even tried to seduce my husband!" she yelled, her phone's camera pointing straight at me. I immediately moved to shield Mom. "Joan Hart! My mom is having surgery today. Whatever you have to say, we can take it outside!"

Gianna snorted at another cheeky comment from her friend, “We got here about two hours ago…. what's up though?” There was a pause on the other end of the line, loaded with the kind of tension that only comes from a best friend about to drop a bomb. “I've got an update on the stalker guy.” Gianna's heart did a quick tap dance against her ribs. “What did you find?” “I asked my cousin's boyfriend's sister who works at the DMV to run the plates on that bike and it turned out the bike was reported stolen last week.” “Stolen?” Gianna echoed, glancing at the bathroom door consciously before bringing her voice lower.

I huffed and crossed my arms,” If anyone would stop and let me explain, they'd know I didn't steal it. His gaze roamed over me, assessing me for a brief moment. “Then tell me, how exactly did you get your hands on my girlfriend’s dress?” Finally, someone is willing to hear me out. “It was delivered to me in a package from Janette Jones, aka Jay,” I stated firmly. The room suddenly broke into gasps. From the corner of my eye, I saw two girls step forward. “A ridiculous lie,” Jay said, her fake innocent eyes filled with hurt. “Yeah,” Gina added. “Jay is the nicest girl in this pack. She’d never do something like that.”

seeing teenage boy. little girl : " big friend.. actually I am kid.. so they kidnapped me easily.. but you are so big.. how did you came here.. I feel like laughing at you.. so shame.. " hayden: " I believed my best friend.. but who knows he will do this to me.. they kidnap kids and ask money from parents.... it's there work.. " our Hayden said in cool... but little girl got scared... little girl: " oh that means they will call our parents... what if our parents won't give money to them??"

"I don't have time for people who won't say their own name." I hung up before he could answer. My hand was steady when I put the phone away. Steadier than I expected. Landon had stopped a few feet back, watching my face. "Who was that." "Someone who works for someone." I started walking again. "You'd know better than I would." He didn't deny it. He fell into step beside me instead. Quiet, the parking lot lights buzzing overhead in the cold. "The girl in the east stands." I glanced at him sideways. "Was that Cassidy."

Someone introduces me to Ivy Bennett, my secret girlfriend of five years, at a college reunion. "Hey, Dr. Bennett, Eli is a researcher in your department, too. Why don't you two give it a try?" I walk toward Ivy, hoping to take this opportunity to finally make our relationship public. But Ivy takes a step back and points toward her childhood sweetheart, Matthew Reed, who has just returned from abroad. "That's alright. I already have someone I like." To avoid suspicion, Ivy adopts a distant, detached expression and says, "If you have marriage in mind, there's someone I can introduce you to. I think you'd make a good match." I look at the ten feet of distance she keeps between us and la