My Boyfriend Called Me A Stranger On Livestream Novels & Stories

"Didn't your parents told you to not speak to strangers?' He said the word 'stranger' three times in that sentence. I didn't say anything. We just resume our walking while I was willowing myself in embarrassment. It made me realized that I had just disobeyed one of my mother's lectures. Not talking to anyone I know and do not make the first move when it comes to a boy. This will be the end of me if ever she found out. I harshly bit my lower lip and internally scold myself in annoyance. What in the world was I thinking? My only hope is that this stranger wouldn't go telling anyone what just happened or I will literally get screwed. "Don't worry, I'm not going to tell anyone. I'll be pretty em

I stormed out of the bathroom and confronted her during her live stream. "Why did you give out my number? "You know your boyfriend doesn't like me, yet you still help him pick on me online!" Sadie looked away, feeling guilty. When I interrupted her stream, she got mad and pushed my hand. "Why'd you turn off my stream? I'm about to go live with my big fan at ten! "Getting picked on online isn't a big deal." She slapped my hand so hard it turned red, but I just stared at her. "If your boyfriend keeps trying to stop me from going to the music festival, if he keeps getting people to pick on me online and mess with my life...

As I finally stopped coughing, he held my hand and said, "Relax, you are mine and I have no issue with taking this slow. We can start by befriending each other, but remember one thing loud and clear: just you and me. No other person allowed. Although I might be okay with being your friend and then becoming your boyfriend and then your husband, I hate seeing my girl (he pointed out to me) be close to someone else. Get it?" he asked possessively. Like hell man! I shook my head in a 'no' as my clogged throat wasn't able to utter a word. With the amount of confidence I currently possess, I am sure I wouldn't have been able to speak anyway. I was certain of one thing: he had gone crazy. Getting u

Nicole abruptly ended the livestream. Leighton gazed at the disheveled woman beside him, devoid of any leading lady persona, his expression complex. "Do you... do you really trust me that much?" he inquired. Nicole yawned lazily, casting him a sidelong glance. "Do you want to hear the truth or lies?" Rebellious, Leighton replied, "Lies." Nicole smirked. "You're my boyfriend. If I don't trust you, should I trust a stranger?"

I slid two fingers inside myself and moaned a little louder, arching my back. “That’s it, baby, just like that,” someone tipped $50 and wrote in the chat. I smiled at the camera, but my eyes kept darting toward my slightly open bedroom door. Because I swear… I had closed it before I started streaming. I was just about to end the stream early when my phone vibrated on the bed beside me. I glanced at the screen. It was a text from an unknown number. My stomach dropped as I read it: Unknown: Stop faking your moans. You sound much prettier when you’re actually enjoying it.

Then he turned and kissed my neck, lightly biting it before murmuring in my ear, "From now on, you can keep accepting gifts on your streams, but love confessions are for me only." Oh no. I definitely pushed him too far. The sweet puppy act was gone. Now he looked dangerous. The live chat instantly flooded again: [AHHHH you can't do this on livestream!] [DAMN. Jace said mine in 4K.] [Sherlyn seriously won at life.] He glanced at the chat, clearly satisfied, then ended the stream. "Now," he said, carrying me toward the stairs, "we're taking this to the bedroom."

The image showed a recharge receipt from a livestreaming platform: 20,000 dollars in "Starlight Value." The caption read clearly: [For my one and only Claire.] In the corner of the screenshot, a familiar app icon had accidentally slipped into view. It was the joint account we had opened specifically to prepare for our wedding. The comment section had already boomed. [Twenty thousand?! That's a serious number, bro… don't tell me that's for your wedding?] [@SimonLovesClaire Dude, does your fiancée know you just gave a streamer so many starlight points?]

Arthur’s Pov Alicia muffled her screams in her pillow, kicking her legs in the air as she read another straight up naughty text from the stranger she’s been sexting for a month. She threw the pillow out of her face and stared at his message again, his name she saved as ‘Sext Buddy’ flashing on the screen and her face burned as she read the message again. Sext Buddy: [I’d do anything to fuck you right now.]

Liam James. Yet there was something fascinating about him tonight. Something that aroused me. No, I'm going to keep calm. I'm not going to show I was affected. “I need to show this bitch her place, man. Besides, who are you to order me to let her go?” The stranger questioned. “Her boyfriend.” He answered the stranger. My mouth moved in shock at his words. Liam came forward, wrapping my tiny waist in his large arms. My body reacted in so much excitement at that which was surprising.

Already way too much information to be telling a stranger. "Relationship problems?" He asked quirking a brow and I closed my laptop. "Yeah kind of" I answered. "Talk to me, I know a lot about men" He chuckled and my head shot up furrowing my brows. "I mean I guess so, my boyfriend just scared me a little, ever since-" I probably shouldn't be telling a stranger about Liam "He's just becoming more aggressive lately and it's scaring me" "Are you scared, he would hurt you?" he asked softly.