Obey Me Shall We Date Novels & Stories

Me: From what I heard you acted on your interest with many other guys while you with Max. Olivia: Why are you being so mean to me? Me: Because you've always been a bitch to me. Olivia: I'm not being a bitch rn tho... why be rude to me now? Me: idk Olivia: I mean what I said, I do like you and I'd really love it if you'd go on a date with me. Me: Are you free tomorrow? Olivia: Yes Me: Can you sneak over tonight for some pre-date sex?

Melina's eyes widened immediately and she exclaimed "A date?!" "Yes, we're going on a date tomorrow. It will be our first date as a couple...

“What?” His grin widened. “I want to take you on a date. You, me, a nice place that serves something stronger than office coffee, after work of course .” his eyes darted to my espresso which made me smile. Even though I wanted to say yes, I hesitated, my mind flashing to Ethan and the way he had made me feel things I had no business feeling. But Chris was safe. Chris was normal. And I needed a normal man in my life. I let out a slow breath before nodding. “Yeah. I would like that.”

Jeremy pov: "No, babe. They want us to go on a date, but who needs to wait until the night? Let's kick off our date with some fun between the sheets and then grab dinner." She suggested, teasing me by pressing her booty against my dick. I winced in discomfort, shoving her away and shooting her an angry look. "I only came to this date because my parents insisted on it. Please don't try to overstep any boundaries," I said firmly. "But we can still have a good time without any pressure or expectations," she replied, her tone flirtatious.

“And in the near future, maybe give me a warning first before you say things like that.” “Duh, you know it’s true,” I say. Noah rolls his eyes. “You’re gonna be here, right?” Tiwa asks me. “The party? Yeah. I’m gonna be here. Might show up late, but I’ll be here.” “Of course, you’ll show up late. Who’s gonna be your date?” Noah asks. “Is this date thing necessary? Is it like a theme?” “It’s not. You’re gonna need someone by your side though.” Noah says. I give him a look and he rolls his eyes. “The point is everyone’s gonna come with a date.”

“Silence.” Embarrassment. “Let me make this clear. You're in charge, not me. I'm here to follow your rules.” His eyes widened, then squinted, then settled on mine. So seductive, so confused. “What…?” He inhaled sharply. “You know what? I don't care. I'll do your stupid seven dates. To prove I'm not into men. I nod. Already ordered. I hope you're not allergic to anything?” As if you don't already know,” he mutters, downing the champagne. “Bring a strong, expensive wine.”

"So, what's up? You call for a pep talk before your big filming day or you got something juicy to share?" "Riley is going to be my date for mom and dad's thing this weekend. You want her friend Charlotte to be yours or did you already find someone?" "Oh yeah." He groaned. "Is that really this weekend?" "Yeah. It's called a calendar. Get one." "Shut it." "You want the girl to be your date or no?" "Yeah. She's cute. I bet she's sucked a dick once or twice in her life." "Nope, sorry, buddy."

"Let this be a valuable lesson for you. Never mess with me again" We both laugh and then it hits me. I'm going on a date tonight with the one guy I really don't want to go with. If he gets his way, he'll probably propose right there on the spot. Nevertheless, there isn't much I can do about it now. I say goodbye to Suzie and agree to meet back at her house to go on the date tonight.

Me: What? Nessa: As long as we are together, no dating anyone else. That was the rule. Me: Oh. I said, looking back out the window. Nessa: You like her? Me: I do, actually. Really do… and I had just asked her on a date — but you just had to ruin that. She shrugged. Nessa: Rules are rules. I looked back outside as I noticed we were going out of town. Me: Where are we going? Nessa: You’ll see.

"That's right. I know a few instructors from an etiquette school. They specialize in dealing with defiant and rebellious people. If he can endure the instructors' punishments, then we can feel at ease bringing him home with us." My parents hesitated, a trace of reluctance flashing through their eyes. "Cal, it's only a small test. Just bear with it," Mom said. I obediently nodded, my gaze still. Soon, two men dressed in black came in. One of them pointed the tip of an electroshock baton at my throat. I didn't dodge. I even leaned forward obligingly. Crackling sounds filled the air as the electricity shot through my veins like poisoned needles. It felt like I had something gnawing on my bones.