No Boyfriend No Problems Novels & Stories

People calls me with different names some says I'm handsome, I'm a true role model, I'm the man of every girl's dream and I'm nation's husband blah blah these all infront of me behind me they speaks everything in a opposite way like I cares about their shit I stopped believing and caring humans If I care anyone that is two people in this world dhiren and Liam others I never care whether they die or alive it never bothers me I'm a murderer who killed her husband according to my mom but how can I loose the only person who loves me but these people made me a real beast and murderer now I dont regret killing anyone who comes in my path because this is my own hardwork dad's support builted a conf

I lifted my palm, focusing on him, and not anyone around us any longer. "Since your pea-sized brain is missing some very important facts. I'll have to remind you that I have a boyfriend. We're together and we've been happy, things have been going great but since I got stuck with you for some reason, we've been having problems, I'm trying to fix that, a picture with you in that position is not going to lessen the problem. It'll double it!" I lifted both arms dramatically. Even after that, he only shrugged acting like it was nothing. Maybe Dylan truly didn't care about anyone else, except himself. Maybe he fed off the pains and suffering of the people around him. That sure as hell explains why

“Is he your boyfriend or something?” I almost laugh at the thought. Noah would be horrified if he heard it. It took me until a few months ago to figure something out. I share my theory with Andras. “God, no. You see, Noah likes me. He is comfortable with me, considering I have seen him through everything. I have seen him when he was sick, I have seen him cry, and all the other things men don't like for people to see them do. He is attracted to me, but he feels like it is against his will or something. He thinks that he's too good for me. He doesn't mind fooling around with me, as you saw for yourself, but he would never actually date me. I'm too chubby, too nerdy, and too weird. I am a loser

He held my face " I don't want you to worry about my problems. Just know that everything will be good soon" I nodded " ok" " Have you ever had a boyfriend" I froze when he suddenly asked that " why?" He shrugged " I just wanna know " " Oh okay. Well, I have non" aside from Alpha Ronald who can't keep his hands off me, I wanted to say but knew better than that. He raised a brow surprised " are you kidding me ?" I giggled " of course not. I don't have a boyfriend, I've been single my whole life " He smiled happily to hear that " well aren't I lucky! "

“Okay, I get it. I’m sorry, Rig. I just… no one’s ever talked about a girlfriend—” “Because I don’t have one.” Cara was quiet for a moment, then she gave a small smile. “Never have I ever had a boyfriend,” she offered softly. My chest ached, but I couldn’t meet her eyes. “Me either,” I quipped half-heartedly, trying to get myself to relax. Cara was trying—she was reaching out. I needed to stop looking and sounding like I was about to bite something. So I forced myself to grin. “Maybe if I had, it would have solved a lot of problems.”

if you're going to keep it a secret, right?" I promised him. He swallowed hard and smiled sweetly at me. "I know, honey. I will tell you what the problem is, as you said I am your boyfriend. There is no problem, I am telling the truth," he said to me and continued eating. "It's okay, I'm not forcing you to tell me the reason why you're acting like you used to, you won't tell me your problem anymore. I just want you to be open to me, okay? I hope you do that," I seriously promised him. "Dowe have a problem here, honey? I mean what are you drawing?" he asked me. I just laughed. "Nothing, honey. I just want you to be open to me, that's all." He sighed. "I am open to you," he promised me. "Yeah

"You clearly are out of your mind. What are you on? Some hallucinogen? In case you've forgotten, he's my boyfriend. We're happy. We're fine." "Yeah, well." He shrugs. "Soft boys don't last long with girls like you." My mouth falls open. This will be the fourth time it's falling open all because of Noah fucking Hawkins. "Girls like me?" I repeat, when I don't know what else to say. "Yes. Emotional. Dramatic. Easily overwhelmed." My hands clench into fists and my nails dig into my palms. "God, you are the worst human being alive." "No, that's dramatic. But keep trying."

She asked changing the subject. " Yeah, but I don't have anyone to help me out with it. I'm trying to keep this disorder thing as discreet as possible" " What about Zach" " He's an Idiot" I scoffed and she laughed and a smile formed on my face too as we stared at each other. " Okay, I'll help you" " Really?" " Don't look so thrilled Nate, it comes with conditions." " Okay?" " First, you and I cannot be seen talking like we are now in public, it'll upset my boyfriend and I don't want him to be upset"

"Alright, time to find you a man!" I rolled my eyes. "Please don’t." "But you need one," she insisted, wiggling her eyebrows. I huffed. "I have a boyfriend. Technically." Stella snorted. "Beck doesn’t count, and you know it." Lucy smirked, sipping her cocktail. "Yeah, he's just part of your little revenge scheme. You need a real man, one who’ll actually worship you." I sighed, shaking my head. "You guys are impossible."

"That little fool treats everyone kindly. Even if someone at the company bullies her, she won't notice. How was I supposed to know that I wasn't just another ordinary guy in her eyes? "I did something foolish. I called myself her boyfriend and used that role to defend her openly at work, to drive away any men who had their eyes on her. The world is cruel—they either harm her or want to possess her. I had no choice but to change companies with her several times."