Peter Your Boyfriend Game Romane & Geschichten

She starts chewing on the cherry as she waits for me to think. "You want to pay me to be your boyfriend," I repeat very slowly, just to make sure I'm getting this right. "Not boyfriend!" Ana squeaks, her big eyes going crazy, "Just a date. Companion. A... social buffer." I blink again. "How much?" I ask, holding her blue eyes for a few seconds. It's like both of us can't believe I'm actually going to say yes, but we both know I will. Because I need the money. And she just made me spill my guts to her, so she knows exactly how much I need it.

My sudden reaction made my mother laugh mockingly "So he is your..." "No!" I answered, cutting the call. "Honey, if he's not your boyfriend, why are you hiding him from me? Why did you hang up on him?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. My mother's question made me feel a little uncomfortable. After all, the rival of our pack had been wanting to get close to me for a long time "Hester..." my mother's sudden voice snapped me out of my trance I quickly turned to her and nodded "Mother, you're wrong. He's not my boyfriend, he's just a friend" I added.

"I was thinking... do you need a girlfriend? My family is trying to auction me off to some tundra Alpha to steal my shares. I need someone to help me shred their plans for a while. Would you be my boyfriend for three months?" I wasn't the pup I used to be. The way Peter had been guarding me went beyond simple pack courtesy. I had severed my bond with Ethan, and with Lila and her schemes lurking, I knew I should stay away from the Draven Alpha. But if he truly felt a pull toward me, I was ready to use it to survive. Peter’s eyes turned the color of a stormy sea. "I don't need a girlfriend," he replied, a subtle, dark smile playing on his lips. "But I am lacking a Luna. Interested in the title

I'd just pulled away in the middle of making out with him. It wasn't that I didn't want to keep kissing him. God knew I loved kissing Nate and those soft lips of his. But right in the middle of it, strange words had suddenly appeared before my eyes, drifting through the air like comments scrolling across a screen. Every single comment said the same thing—that Nate, my boyfriend of three years and family friend of more than twenty, had never really wanted me. Soon, he'd meet the woman he was truly meant to be with and dump me without a second glance.

His lips curled in that small annoying smirk that always used to make my tummy melt. I rolled my eyes and turned to leave. But he grabbed my hand and pulled me so close I was nearly gasping for air. “Let me go,” I protested. I tried to release myself from his hold, but he was too strong. Tyrone stepped forward, ready to land a punch. I instinctively stopped him. “No… don’t…” I said to Tyrone. I could tell he was fighting everything in him to stay composed. Peter laughed. “Hahaha… so your boyfriend here is willing to hit me just to protect you?” He lowered his voice, dangerously low. I couldn’t help but feel unwanted shivers down my spine.

“Of course I have friends!” I hear a familiar voice from the hall, he joins Hunter on asking me. “Who?” I think and think again, then I realize I can only deny Hunter’s affirmation with an evasive answer. “I trust Peter and I trust you guys.” Connor shows up in the living room partially dressed in his fire fighter uniform, with boots and beige pants and, as always, he butts in our conversation stuttering more than ever, with his irrelevant questions. “We a… are your bro… bothers, we do… don’t c…count. And Peter is yo… your partner. Hunt, is it tr… true that Damy Boy is da… dating?”

Because when he’s staring at Vincent’s gray eyes, he saw the glimpse of his death. “W-Who are you really?” Peter asked. “W-What do you want from me?” "Pay Maxine. You should pay your loan," Vincent said as he bent his knees. "She slapped me because of your damn loan." Peter saw how this guy emitted a dreadful frigid atmosphere around him, therefore he stuttered in fear, "I w-will pay her. However, I am broke right now. You are her boyfriend right? You look rich so I guess my loan isn't that much for a guy like you."

“He’s my ex-boyfriend, so...” Peter’s face lights up as he realizes what is going on. “Ah. I see.” He crosses his arms over his chest. “And he isn’t my new boyfriend, Kristoff,” I clarify before things get too heated. “Do you think I’d believe you?” Kristoff charges. “You admitted I already knew who your new boyfriend is.” I roll my eyes. “It doesn’t matter whether you believe me, and seeing me with Peter now does not make him my boyfriend, okay?”

He really has grown, he's not a kid anyone and i can hear he's voice is changing into manly. "Thank's Kill, I love you." "Me too, now, go get your man big sis." The call cuts and I'm on my feet in no time, I leave the house in a rush, hail a cab and head to the villa where a bonfire party is being thrown. I make my way through the crowd until I reach the backyard, it doesn't take long to spot Brando, his back is to me. Peter's eyes meet mine and his mouth moves the exact same moment he taps Brandon's shoulder.

Quickly, I flashed a casual smile. "What do you think you're doing, listening to our conversation? Are you trying to cheat?" the dark-haired boy yelled angrily. "Hey, guys. I'm Peter. Just passing by and overheard part of the conversation. The Alpha's daughter seems to be an interesting topic around here. Any tips on what we can expect in the competition? Maybe, she doesn't even want to get married." I asked, trying to sound casual.