Joe Santagato Girlfriend Novels & Stories

“You really love that word for someone who’s never had to spell it.” His eyes finally met mine. Heat. Ice. Chaos. I swallowed and tried not to combust. “I was curious,” I said. “You never told me why you need a fake girlfriend.” “For a business deal.” I blinked. That was… honest? “What kind of deal?” He smiled lazily. “Curious, are we?” “Yes. I’m literally sitting in a car with a man I barely know, about to have dinner with his billionaire father. I think I deserve a few details.”

The woman smiled at him, “What a very romantic prince you remain as.” “Ofcourse.” Cleoffe replied. I froze when the woman’s gaze found mine. She wrinkled her brows then smiled, “And who is this beautiful young lady we have here? A princess, perhaps? Or are you Miss Sachiel’s daughter? You somewhat resemble her when she was at your age.” I glanced at Cleoffe then looked at the woman, “G-Good Evening, m-ma’am… I-I’m Angela Santos.” “She’s my girlfriend.” Said Cleoffe.

She asks, looking away from him and her hand he holds, seeing that most of the staff has already left the third level except for Bambam, for whom she has no idea why she is waiting. "Please, Anita, I apologize. I didn't mean to annoy you. I could tell the CEO was attracted to you by how he looked at you with worry and affection written all over his face, and I couldn't compete with him for you. I'm glad you stated he'd get married shortly. Honestly, I'd like to ask you to be my girlfriend." Joel announced, and Anita's jaw dropped as she looked at him with surprise. "Be your girl?" She asked, shaking her head. Then, Bambam coughed and slowly walked past them, clicking her high-heeled shoes to

The words still echoed in my mind as a grim joke. How many times had I pleaded with my parents, explained, even shouted, that I did have a girlfriend? A woman I loved, fiercely and irrevocably. The possibility of being bound to another, a stranger, made me shiver with icy fury. Whatever this woman was, desperate enough to take on this ancient trade-off, I vowed to torment her life. "Mrs. Alcantara, my sincerest apologies for my daughter's tardiness," Mrs. Andal's awkward politeness pushed through my simmering rage. "Jarros, where's MJ? Do call her."

Joseph nodded, his eyes still scanning the crowd, but no matter how much he looked, he couldn't find Stacy at all. He felt slightly irritated, but when he tried to ask Jeanne about it, he realized she was already gone. He sat there at his seat alone, his fingers tapping absently on the table as his mind was plunged into chaos. People came and went around him, and many took notice of his striking appearance and came up to chat. "Hey handsome, can I have your number?" A girl walked over in a gown, her expression expectant. Joseph shook his head politely. "Sorry, I have a girlfriend."

“Are you kidding me, Jane? And what will he be doing when he comes in? “To see baby Daisy, of course. “Don't say that, Jane; I can't let him touch my baby with the same hands he used to squeeze Annabel’s butt. “I can understand the fact that you do not want to see him but please do not push him away from baby Daisy. “I reconnected with Jojo on F******k today. I knew Sarah was trying so hard to change the topic but the news she told me was exciting. We were all duos in high school. “Wow!! How is Jojo? It's been ages. “You need to see Jojo’s picture, Jane; she is so hot. She has three kids and when she was done with childbearing, she did Liposion. Sarah showed me Jojo’s bikini pictures and all

Valentino made to say something when Marco walked in to stand in front of me. "Did you see Vicente on TV?" He asked quickly. "No, I—" "This is bad," he muttered again, completely ignoring the others as he picked up the remote control and turned on the television to reveal Vicente in a TV show, where he was being interviewed by a host. "Yeah. I and I am going to make a public confession to her." Vicente, looking as bright and handsome as always, was grinning from ear to ear as he continued. "So, dear Rose Arturo, will you be my girlfriend?" He asked, and I felt like the ground should just open up and swallow me. What the hell?!

Deluded! Outraged! Such emotions overwhelmed me as I spot my ex-husband Leo striding across the room with his girlfriend, Stacy. I crouched in the middle of the room of Grillar Restaurant clutching a tumbler of chilled soda. Leo and Stacy ambled through the doors from the entrance in each other's arms. The doors were coated with an abstract design of vines and flowers.

Or maybe more accurately, that I'm here. "Hey man," Rowen says shaking hands with Santos. "Good to see you." "You, too. I didn't know you were coming." He puts his arm around a pretty dark haired woman. She's barely over five feet with a round face and a very round, pregnant belly. And she can't stop glaring at me. "I was waiting to find out when I was going to Detroit so I didn't know until a couple days ago. Do you guys know Tiffany?" "We've met," Santos says non-commitally, the woman next to him stiffening. My heart starts to race and I'm praying this is not who I think it is. "This is my wife, Mariana."

If this thing got out, they would be in big trouble. * * * At the same time, a woman named Charlotte saw the news at the Rollins' house. "Mom!" She showed the newspaper to Catherine who was standing next to her, "Do you think Sean really has a lover?" Catherine was stunned. "How is that possible? He hasn't even looked at you, how could he have a girlfriend if it wasn't you. Indeed who is more beautiful and graceful than my daughter?" "But he shops for women's needs. For whom else would he shop if not for his girlfriend?"