Romans & histoires James Charles Boyfriend

"What do you think you're doing to my woman?" "James Graham?" Frank asked after he realized who the man was, his voice dripping with confusion. "I'm Isabelle's boyfriend. I promise you that I'll make your life a living hell if you harm even a single strand of hair on her head." Frank and I exchanged a glance. We hadn't expected Isabelle to get involved with someone as powerful as James during her time abroad. "Oh my God. Another hopeless romantic and simp? Aren't there other types of men in the world?"

"I've been wanting you from a distance for a long time, and I know I shouldn't because you're Benja's boyfriend, and besides, I like women." James' statement was cut off due to Oliver and my boyfriend approaching. I thanked the heavens for that. I was feeling extremely confused and with a lot of emotions that I don't know if they were caused by the alcohol I had ingested or by how much I had enjoyed the fuck with James. James broke away from me when he noticed my boyfriend and Oliver just as they were about to enter the building. My boyfriend, upon seeing me, grabbed my hand and wanted to give me a kiss, which I ended up dodging due to the presence of James' cum in my mouth minutes before.

Touching his neck like he didn’t know it was bare, he said, “I must have left it at home or the office. I didn’t notice it was gone. Thanks for the heads up, Cam.” They continued their breakfast without anymore troubles. As soon as they were done, Calvin excused himself to make a call. Charles picked up on the first ring. His best friend had put him in panic mode last night. Charles Black Jr wasn’t interested in marriage. Maybe a fling, kids by surrogate, yes. But not marriage, especially not to a woman. “Charles, what’s going on?” Calvin asked once he entered his room. He twisted the key in its hole twice to prevent Camilla from entering. “Was that call a mistake?”

No one had anticipated James's spontaneous action. The kiss lasted for ten seconds. After releasing Summer from his embrace, James turned to the guests and declared, "Summer is my wife. I love her, and she loves me. Love is as simple as that—loving each other. As for whether we're right for each other, no one has the right to judge." After his declaration, he gestured a command to Charlie. Charlie demonstrated remarkable astuteness. Even without explicit instructions from James, he understood what needed to be done.

He pointed out. "You kept filling her head with all sorts of trash. You were trying to make her hate me, so she could love you," James clenched his fists, his face flushed in rage. For a second, Charles's face flashed with guilt which proved that James was right. "You can't stand that, no matter what, It'll always be me she loves. Even if she won't admit it!" James scoffed, shaking his head. "I have a daughter to find. I don't have time for your pathetic accusations," James turned his back on Charles. His voice was low and menacing.

Charles immediately looked down, understanding the gesture, and his eyes widened. "No way!" he exclaimed, then turned to James, who nodded. “She’s pregnant,” James said. “Oh my God, I’m going to have two grandchildren from you?!” James chuckled, and so did I. Charles laughed, his voice deep and sincere. "I can’t wait," he said, his tone emotional. "After everything that’s happened, this... this is truly a blessing." ***

Chancer looked down her nose at Sarah. Zachary's expression turned arctic. "Mrs. Chancer, let's be clear. James never acted like a husband. He was in love with Charlotte the whole time. Who's really beneath whom here?" "Mr. Reynolds, our business with Sarah is private," James challenged Zachary's gaze for the first time. "I found Sarah in that warehouse. I'm a witness. This absolutely concerns me." Zachary stepped between them. James clenched his fists. "Sarah, is he really your boyfriend?"

I began to question Charles as to why he wasn’t smiling as much as I had hoped. “Well, where you I start from? (Swear) I don’t know how we didn’t realize that we were being played earlier (swear) the fool was only given a year rehab which he’ll obviously travel out to do and come back looking hotter. Just look at his face” he said as he scowled at James who winked at me. “Did he just do what I think he did? Great, the fool is hitting on you too” Charles said and I chuckled. He could be so adorable sometimes.

I frowned as I noticed them holding hands with what looked like movie tickets hanging off Charles' pocket. "Who are you?" Charles spoke first, leaving my sister at the door as his eyes narrowed at Henry before glancing briefly at me. "Who's asking?" Henry frowned, those soft blue eyes turning into daggers as he took a defensive stance at Charles. "I'm Eleanor's boyfriend," Charles said and I scoffed, stepping in between the both of them. "Ex-boyfriend. And this is Henry, he's my-" I didn't get to complete my statement when Henry stepped in.

I chuckle. “Briar is James’s fiancée. They’re actually getting married tomorrow. These two,” I point to Mama and Papa. “Are my parents.” My parents tip their heads in greeting. Briar looks as though she’s about to piss herself in excitement, but my brothers remain passive. “Why does he keep staring at me?” Tracey is so scared right now; it’s written all over her face. “Because I can’t believe that you’re right in front of me,” Charles walks a step closer. “You don’t know me, and I didn’t know you existed until a few minutes ago. But I would know my own child anywhere.”