Novel & Cerita My Best Friend And My Lover

"Bri, do you really love Juan?" Brisa smiled amusedly. The strange question from his best friend made him chuckle a little. "Obviously I love him. You know he was my first boyfriend. And we've been dating for a year." "Then me?" "You? You are my best friend who I love the most." Delmar's face turned even more sad. "We have to talk, it's important." Delmar grabbed Brisa’s hand, leading her to the backyard of Brisa’s house which had a path to enter Delmar's backyard.

"Well, you'll need to take good care of her then. After all, she's pregnant now, and that's not easy." I headed toward the door. "I'm running late, so I need to get back to the office." "Okay, drive safe." Hudson walked me to the door like the perfect husband. The moment the door closed, I leaned against the wall, gasping for air. I was such a coward for not confronting them right then and there. I had no idea how to deal with the fact that my beloved husband and my best friend had been sleeping together. My chest tightened, and it hurt.

“Relax. I didn’t say you like him. I said he gets under your skin. Which, honestly, is his favorite pastime. He does it to everyone.” “Yeah, but with me, it feels like he’s trying extra hard,” I muttered, stabbing at the countertop with my finger. Liv gave me a pointed look. “And you rise to the bait every single time. He loves it.” I groaned again, burying my head in my arms. “Great. So basically I’m fueling his ego.” “Basically.” I peeked up at her with a glare. “Remind me again why I’m friends with you?”

Because who the hell was I to even claim him? I wasn't his girlfriend. Neither was I his wife. I didn't have any right to him. I was only his best friend who he fucks when he feels like. And for me? I was not only his best friend who loves how hard he fucks me and how good he always makes it feel. I also love… Don't speak further, Savannah. You'll ruin what's left of your friendship. God, this was so damn messed up.

"You must be wondering who I'm talking about. Who else? Anki." "Ankita Agarwal. Anki. We’ve been, well, ‘best friends’, since the 5th grade. And then, one day, it happened, for her. For me, well... I guess I’ve always been in love with her." As Punit spoke about Ankita, his eyes lit up and a soft smile formed on his lips. He gazed into the distance, lost in thought, as he reminisced about their long-lasting friendship and the feelings he had for her.

Hercules said. " Then who is she?? And why were you doing hanky panky with her ??? " Avni asked with discomfort. " Hanky panky!! Really!! You are such a kid, by the way, she is not my girlfriend you can call her my fuck buddy " Hercules laughed. " Whatever it is!! It's immoral doing these gross stuff before marriage " Avni said. " Oh come on!! It's common nowadays, I and Mia are friends with benefits. Nothing more than this " Hercules said calmly.

We do not visit each other enough. "So, how is your 'best friend'," Charlotte put air quotes around the word best friend. There are very few people who knew just how much I loved Kiara. My mistake was telling the twins, they were overexcited teen girls who thought my life was just a slow burn friends to lovers novel. But it was not. Kiara was a real person and real feelings, feeling that only saw me as a friend. Sometimes those feelings saw me as an annoyance, something she was not shy to make known. If the day ever were to come where Kiara and I were in love with each other at the same time, I would be happy to die.

After we get together tomorrow, you can ride me out. I can be your best friend, your lover, your husband, and your confidant. I know you have no friends. I know you hate everyone, just like me. We are the loneliest people in this world. But, once we're together, you and I will be best friends forever. I can be your protector, your pride, your prince charming.

That was the path which showed our relationship to bloom from friendship to love. Since my childhood Aaron Maximillian is the one and only guy who I love as my best friend and since today as my eternal love and my most adorable charming husband. If I could muster up one word for the intensive love I have for him that would be my breath.. In each pulse that my heart throbs, his name is written. In each breath I take in, his breath is mingled. The same way my love for him is undeniable I can say his love for me is more intensive than I could ever imagine.