No Boyfriend No Problems Novels & Stories

“Three years ago, I even let you marry her, and I also let you live with her from that day on. Even after she found out about our relationship, I still let you have sex with her. Do you think it would be a big deal for me if I let her stay at your place for just one night?” “…” Noah looked stunned at his boyfriend's question. He knew that his boyfriend was not the type of person who would scream or curse when he was upset or sad. On the contrary, his expression and tone were still ordinary, but his words always managed to pierce other people's hearts. At this moment, Noah felt like his heart was being pinched by invisible fingers after hearing what his boyfriend had just said.

I snap my eyes away from his mouth, looking down at his hand still wrapped around my arm as I clear my throat more loudly than I intended, “I just wasn't expecting that you could ask me such a question.” “Why?” He asks, releasing my arm as he leans away a bit from my face. I let out a deep breath I didn't know I was holding for so long as I stare up at him. “It's just a simple question with a very simple answer,” he continues, “All it requires is a yes or no.” “The answer is no, Leo. I don't have a boyfriend.” I manage to blurt out without sounding too nervous. “But have you ever had a boyfriend before? Or are you into girls or both?”

“But I don’t fuck women.” My jaw drops. Huh? He doesn't fuck women? What about his girlfriend, Anna? I tilt my head as my eyes squint, studying him. He didn’t look like he suffered a head concussion, but then again, Caleb being Caleb, he would pretend like he was okay.

"Probably a good idea. Otherwise it might get weird." "Weird how?" "Olly, I'm pretty wound up after this chat. Really, really, wound up. I think you can imagine the rest." "Aching?" "You simply cannot imagine," I moaned. "Yep. You need a boyfriend." "I don't need a fucking boyfriend," I retorted. "Boyfriends come with drama." "A girlfriend then?" "Same same but different." "Robo-lover 9001 Sport Edition?" "Does it come with a vibrating dick? Because otherwise I'm sure it will be a great door-stop."

Before he could say anything, Evan cried, "Yes, he is! You should stay here with your girlfriend, Nate. I need to go to Lauren to help her with something urgent, so I'll catch you later." After that, he hurriedly left and shut the door, looking like there was a monster in the room. Once he was gone, Nathan turned back to me and nodded after a brief hesitation. "Yes, I'm your boyfriend." "I want some water, boyfriend," I said. Nathan looked naturally aloof. When his face was devoid of emotion, he looked cold and distant. Even his personality was on the icy side. He was surprisingly good at caring for patients, though. He helped me up and fed me some water. Then, he peeled an apple and cut it

Then, lighter, “Just don’t fall in love with him.” I snorted. “Have you met him?” “No.” “He looks like someone who schedules fun.” “That’s unsettling.” “It is.” He laughed, and it felt familiar in a way that steadied things just slightly. “Alright,” he said. “Go tell your billionaire you’re on board with his… plan.” “You’re being suspiciously calm about this.” “I’m an excellent boyfriend.” “You are.” There was a brief pause. “And if he tries anything,” Noah added, “I’m fighting him.”

Approaching one of the colossal bouncers, I stated my intent, "I'm here to see Noah ." "Who?" he snarled, casting a cold gaze at me from behind his dark glasses. "EN. EN Taylor . He's... he's my boyfriend." The second bouncer sneered skeptically. "Yeah, sure. Do you have any idea how many women show up here every single night, claiming to be Dom's girlfriend or his baby mama?" "I suggest you move along and spare yourself the embarrassment," says the first bouncer. Exasperated, I asked, "What can I do to prove that I'm not lying?"

"Is that a problem?" "How is that a problem?" She asked absent-mindedly. "Do you have friends?" "Three," I smiled, returning my eyes to the mixer. "We've been friends for over a decade now," "Tell me, do you have a boyfriend? Just curious. You don't seem like one, judging by your appearance. Although judging a book by its cover is wrong, I can tell that you are what your cover displays. So, do you have a boyfriend? I'm going to go right ahead and answer for you, no. Now I'll ask you why you don't have one,"

Not sure about ' happily '"but Noah knew that he had no other option except finding a partner for himself which was more difficult than he thought . Finding a partner was not the hard part.Who says that you need love to make a marriage work ? Who says that you need a perfect proposal to win a girls heart some times money does it all but the problem was that none of the girl that he spends night with was worthy of being his mate .

I say and she says gasps again. "You are a downright liar. All of your friends are dating and you expect me to believe that you're not in the least bit envious of that?" She asks and I shake my head. "It's either you're lying to me or you're dead inside because I would never live like that. I need my man." She says and I sigh. I get this reaction every time I tell someone I don't have a boyfriend or don't desire to have one. It's like I'm damaged and need to be fixed. "You don't have a man, Presley," Sadie says and she waves her comment away.