Jacob Bertrand Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Jake said, and he kissed her forehead, while Betty pretends as If nothing happened, “Jake, tell me where Is Nicolas?“ Betty asked, “He's In a safe place, I want you to be fine before two of you come together again” Jake retorted, “Are you sure?“ Betty asked, “What Is the relationship between you and Nicolas?“ Jake said, “He's my childhood friend, I brought him to the city” Betty retorted, “What's your plan for him?“ Jake said, “I don't understand” Betty asked, “I mean, you have been together for a long time” Jake asked, “do you have plan to get married?“ he asked,

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

“I should be mad because you’re defending that asshole, but if that meant hearing you call me baby, then I guess it’s worth it.” I scoffed at him, and he pulled me into an embrace. He’s getting clingier by the day. When he pulled away, he placed his school coat on my shoulders because I was subtly shivering from the cold. “On a serious note, who do you think did it?” He asked. “The rumors?” Jacob nodded as he placed small and soft kisses on my head. “It’s obviously your girlfriend.” I sneered. “She’s not my girlfriend,” Jacob groaned. “And you just hate her.”

one reporter asked. "Yes." "Is it serious?" "Very." "Are you planning to get married?" "That's none of your business." The next day, the headline read: "HOCKEY STAR COLE ASHFORD PLANNING TO MARRY MYSTERY BOYFRIEND." Jay laughed when he saw it. "Mystery boyfriend? I'm not a mystery. I'm just a barista." "You're not just a barista. You're an artist." "An artist who works at a coffee shop."

he said as a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. Adrian's words struck like lightning. The power inside me that was long suppressed began to stir. Adrian continued to say in a regretful tone, "For seven years, you took medication to suppress yourself for a Beta." "How did you know?" I asked. "I know everything about you, including your relationship with that Beta named Liam," he replied with a darkened gaze. Shame and anger rose inside me. "That was my choice," I said. "Maybe it was the wrong choice. I hope you can consider our pact," he said. He sounded hurt.

ALEXA I frown when I hear those strange words from the security guard. But before I can answer that Jacob has a girlfriend, Jacob holds my wrist. He looks visibly awkward, and the last time he held my hand stiffly and looked very worried was when he accidentally mixed Harold's favorite white pajamas with red clothes into the washing machine. "Yes, I'm dating, and she's my girlfriend. Now if you'll excuse us," Jacob drags me past him. I want to protest, but when I see Nicholas not caring as he watches me being dragged, I feel my chest tighten.

I tried to step away from Jacob but I can't . His grip around my waist tightened as soon as I shifted from his hold . " Woah what are you doing QB ?" I said when his hand curled around my hip and he tugged me even closer " saying good morning to my girlfriend , what else?" he answered with that troublemaker grin of his . " Right " swallowing hard I nodded . How stupid of me , Jacob just self proclaimed me that I was his girlfriend ten minutes ago , it will be really too much of a whomp on his arrogant ass if I were to deny him in public " I get it "

“She just warned me to stay away from you, that I wasn’t worth your time. You know, typical jealous-girl nonsense.” “She doesn’t know shit,” Jacob growled. He suddenly grabbed her hand, startling her. “I didn’t even date her that long, Tiff. She wasn’t really my girlfriend.” “Yeah, well, whatever. Who you date is none of my business. We should get to class,” she said and tried to tug her hand free but Jacob had a tight grip on her. His grey eyes were intense as he stared at her intently. “Forget the class. Let’s go somewhere else today,” he said gloomily.

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?”

Facing the window and looking at the outside view, he kept letting out sighs. Jacob cleared his throat to get his boss’ attention, “Do you need anything?” he asked. The young CEO slowly turned to face his assistant. Stubbing the cigarette, he sighed for the last time before looking straight into the assistant’s eyes. “Belle’s not just my executive secretary, right?” he asked straight out. Jacob half-smiled after hearing his question. “She’s my girlfriend.” “When did you find out?”