Michael Porter Jr Girlfriend Novels & Stories

At this moment, his phone rang and a stranger’s number showed on the screen. “Hello?” “Do you remember me, President Larson?” Michael creased his forehead. The voice sounded familiar, but he did not know who it belonged to. “I’m Sean Young’s younger sister, Rachel. We’ve met before, President Larson.” It was only then did Michael remember. She was Sean’s sister and Matthew Henderson’s fiancée. He had nothing to say to that woman. “What do you need, Miss Young?” “I’m here to tell you that Christina is in a relationship with my brother now. She has even agreed to marry him.”

Michael said and the bartender poured them drinks. "Still having issues with your girlfriend?" Drake asked and Michael nodded in disagreement "No, things aren't that way between us. June is my girlfriend officially now," Michael said and Drake's eyes opened wide "Wow he finally got the woman, so if that's not the issue then why do you look so stressed over something? Is it Ana's remembrance? You haven't told June about her yet?" Drake asked "No it's not that and I haven't had the chance to tell June about Ana. I was hoping to take her out on a date and tell her about it but something else happened" Michael said

He left the hall pissed, and Ashanti followed like the sheep that she was, her haughty eyes on me before she finally disappeared out of the room. “You're doing great”, Horace whispered to me as soon as they left. Soon, the dining table was filled with Michael and Ashanti's family. I was a little discouraged seeing Michael's mum at the table, her haughty eyes staring me down. “Who's your new girlfriend?” she asked, arranging her napkin. “Oh, she?” Horace asked, taking my hand up to kiss it. “She's Elena, my girlfriend.” “My ex-wife”, Michael said bitterly, his fist clenched. Ashanti placed her hands on Michael's arms in some kind of victory.

"From every damn angle of this world, he needs 'me'. Which means... I should stay calm, love my body, and grant myself a Dior bag. Easy peasy." I was about to brush past them to shower when Laura gasped like she'd seen a monster dick on her phone screen. "What?" I asked. Soda peeked at her phone and matched the gasp. "What is it?" I repeated and snatched her phone... only to react the same. Only worse. I dropped to the floor like a corpse. The article headline read: "Billionaire Michael Montero Spotted with a Mystery Woman—His Fiancée Natasha Kaufman Nowhere in Sight."