Perfect Girlfriend Novels & Stories

We have the right to express our opinions. Rebecca arched an eyebrow. And so do I. Rebecca washed her hands, dried them with a tissue, and shot them a knowing smirk. You're just jealous because you don't have a boyfriend as charming as mine. Our relationship is perfect. And if I want to take care of my handsome man, that's my business. With a final snort of contempt, she turned on her heel and strode out of the restroom. But as she stepped back into the restaurant, her earlier good mood had all but disappeared.

I deliberately tapped on a video. The moment I pressed play, obscene audio filled the space between us. Jenna's face turned pale. Henry's low, hoarse voice echoed clearly. "Jenna, right now, who do you like more? Me, or Chris?" Back then, she hadn't hesitated for even a second. "You. How could he compare? You're so much more interesting!" "Then let's play a game. He's a fashion designer, right? How about we let him design our wedding outfits?"

"Havoc Alexana Javier." "You got a cool name," she casually said. She looked comfortable with everything—that makes her more beautiful. I just bobbed my head in agreement. The silence almost ate us until I started to mention her boyfriend. "About Meter? How is he being a boyfriend?" "He's the best of the bests. He is the ideal type. Tbh, sometimes I think that this is just a dream cause our relationship seems perfect. I'm not the only one who sees that, even our friends who cared about us, know how we are as a couple."

I watch as the words come to mind but never leaves her lips, she has been rendered speechless. "The thing is, Becca, there is no perfect lover; we are all flawed, but knowing those flaws and still loving with all your heart creates perfect love. I will never look further than you, my love. If my heart is a flower waiting to bloom, your love is the only sunshine it needs." "Josh?"

She smiled when my dick popped out, as I eased my underwear down my legs. In spite of myself, I was hard as a rock. Maddie was a very attractive young lady. "Wow," she said with a gasp, the smile never leaving her face. "Amber's told me stories about it but it's even more beautiful than she said. I never believed her when she claimed it was over 9 inches ... but she wasn't lying, was she? And thick ... she never mentioned how thick it is..."

I switch it on then looking for entertainment news or show then suddenly a news caught my attention. ‘Breaking news one of the hottest supermodel now in America Miss Shane Sandoval is in a relationship now with her co-model Alexa Gray.’ My tears ran down to my face immediately watching Shane’s interview together with her new partner. They’re so sweet together, like a perfect couple of the century. I stand up but my legs are shaking and my body is trembling in anger. I'm lost now. I lost the woman that I love so dearly with all of my heart because of that one stupid mistake.

"Don't apologize darling. Nothing about any of that was fake or transactional, if that's what you mean. In another universe, I could certainly see myself claiming you for an entirely different purpose." My eyes slowly widened and my heart started to pound. "You mean you'd keep me as a breeder?" "No, not a breeder darling," he assured me. "As a chosen mate."

I smile and walk around my desk and offer her my hand. "Miss Jones, it is a pleasure", I say, and she takes my hand on hers, and she automatically puts it away after we touch for just one second. It doesn't feel long enough. What am I thinking? This is the woman that broke my heart into a thousand pieces. She raises her head and looks up into my eyes, saying ht pleasure is hers. I walk, guiding her to the table at the end of the office. I rest my hand on her lower back while she sways her hips walking. I pull her chair and then take my place in front of her. I rest back on my chair, locking my fingers with each other, and I look at her. Her eyes look the same, and she looks exactly the same.

Sadie stood in front of me, taking off her clothes. “No work for you today, Blake,” She said, unclasping her bra and tossing it on the floor. I swallowed hard as her beautiful breasts greeted me. She smiled as she saw how I reacted, taking off her panty next. Sadie is a beauty queen that any man envies me for having her as my girlfriend, except Eric and Matthew. They never fight nor tease me when it comes to her. Either they were more loyal to Samantha, or they just didn’t like her. She spread her legs, sitting on my lap facing me.

For the 18th time, Tyra Stone calls off our wedding because I'm a beat too slow during the vows. She looks at me with utter disappointment. "You know I'm a perfectionist. Why can't you follow the wedding schedule exactly? If you can't keep up next time either, maybe you should just let your best friend marry me instead." My so-called best friend, Jeremiah Young, is known for being obsessively punctual. For some reason, Tyra has made him the standard I'm expected to meet. If I come downstairs a minute later than he does after work, she will drive off with him without looking back. If I arrive at the restaurant half a step after him on Valentine's Day, she will give him the candlelit dinne