Ramsay Bolton Girlfriend Novels & Stories

The top result is a headline from Elite Society Watch, posted two hours ago. "EXCLUSIVE: Adrian Knight's New Girlfriend's Ex-Boyfriend Speaks Out - 'I'm Worried About Her'" Below it, a photo of Ryan looking concerned and thoughtful, like he's a caring ex instead of the man who called me ordinary and trashed my reputation. I click the article. "Ryan Carter, 29, dated interior designer Zara Bennett for eighteen months before their recent split. Now, watching his ex-girlfriend's whirlwind romance with billionaire Adrian Knight, Carter says he feels compelled to speak out.

I snap harshly, immediately regretting it but was relieved when Tamara didn't react to my rude outburst. "Okay, so his girlfriend is none other than the dumbest bitch in the world, Alyson fucking Grande, our number one enemy." Tamara finally spits it out with a wild grin plastered on her face. "Alyson Grande? That stupid ass bitch with the bunny teeth?" I ask again to confirm. "Yes, darling, the one and only Alyson but you know the one thing that caught me off? I started to wonder what exactly attracted him to her. I mean what the hell could he have seen in that stupid dwarfed bitch?" Tamara replied, voicing out my thoughts exactly.

“She left me for another man.” Dr. Grant doesn’t react. He just nods, waiting. “I can’t… I can’t seem to function anymore,” Ryan admits. “It’s like… the only thing keeping me going is the baby in my girlfriend’s womb.” The room falls silent. Ryan immediately regrets saying it. He shifts in his seat as Dr. Grant tilts his head. “You mentioned a girlfriend. You’re in a relationship now?” Ryan grimaces. “Not exactly. It’s complicated.” “Complicated how?”

I continued eating in silence as I watched everyone chatting intimately with each other. The entire happy atmosphere we all shared earlier vanished into thin air when a familiar-looking girl walked in and approached Ryan with a smirk on her face. And from the corner of my eye, I could see how the boys' and Athena's faces scrunched up in discomfort. “Good morning, honey.” The girl kissed Ryan on the lips. Ryan seemed a bit bewildered by the affection given. Alright. Now I understand. She is Kaytlyn, Ryan's girlfriend. But wait, hadn't they argued before?

He looked apologetic. “ it's okay. But please don't try it again. You almost gave me an heart attack " “ I won't. I promise. But did you say Ryan?" “ yeah I did. Is that a problem " “ not really. Just wanted to know which Ryan that was." “ it's Ryan Oswald. My friend Amy stays with him" “ Amy!? As in Amelia Kurt? " “ yeah..... Is everything Okay? " I asked. “ she's your friend?" He asked in disbelief. Okay what is going on?

“Since when did you have a girlfriend?” Ethan smirked, not even trying to hide it. “Since recently. Her name’s Emma.” Ryan froze for a second, the name striking a familiar chord. “Emma? Wait… Do you mean…Serena’s assistant?” Ethan nodded, grinning like a lovesick teenager. “Yeah, that’s the one. We are together now.” He says with a smirk. Ryan shook his head in disbelief. “You’re unbelievable. You met her at the hospital that night, right? When we went to check on Serena?”

the news presenter said, smiling excitedly. A picture of Ryan in an intimate position with a brunette came up on the tv before the presenter went ahead to explain how the picture had been shot the previous night at a social event where the billionaire had publicly proclaimed to the paparazzi that the woman who had been his date, Selena Halbert, was his lost love and now that he’d found her, he was no longer in the market.

"Bethany, you must know his name, right? The paper husband." "Yes! Ryan Burke. He has a technology company or something, we never talked much about her love life." "Look it up on the internet," Jordana replied. "There must be some contact information for him or the company." "I'll do that right away." With that said, she left the room. "Stay calm, Elliot, we're going to save the life of the woman you care about," she said with a calm smile. I smiled back, trying to be as professional as possible at that moment. Minutes later, when I was calmer, I left the room and saw Bethany shouting into the phone.

“What’s her name, son? Where is she from? And how long have you two been together? You’ve always been good at denying being in any relationship, so I’m a little curious to know how long you’ve been dating this girl.” Ryan, always quick on his feet when it came to weaving false stories, plastered a smile on his face and answered smoothly. “Her name is Scarlet Parker. And this might surprise you, again, but we’ve actually only been seeing each other for a few weeks. I can assure you though that it was love at first sight for both of us, and Scarlet is really the one I want to spend the rest of my life with.” Raymond furrowed his brows, the name Scarlet Parker ringing a bell in his mind. He cou

"Whitney." "Why are you wearing his shirt?" She smiled. It was not the smile of a frightened sister whose brother was in critical condition. It was the smile of a woman who had been waiting for this moment for some time and had spent that time rehearsing it. "Is it not obvious? I am Ryan's girlfriend, Whitney. We have been together for so long. I just stepped out of the shower. We had just finished having very enthusiastic sex in the bathroom, actually, when the doorbell rang. I had to throw on whatever was closest."