Real Beautiful You Novels & Stories

Clearly, you’re being kept. I laughed coldly and asked Asher, “Do you believe that? That I, Gwen, would need to be kept by someone?” He couldn’t respond. He didn’t dare. He had the gall to trust Sophia’s lies about me, but the truth—that the daughter of a real estate tycoon like me wouldn’t need a sponsor—was too much for him to face. I didn’t waste another second on them. Pulling out my phone, I opened the family group chat and shared my location. Then I tagged everyone and sent a single, scathing message:

A woman who would actually love him and give him a genuine moan and I knew for a fact that I wasn’t that woman. I continued my fake my moan, and I shut my eyes the moment Kay opened his to look at me, the door of my room creaked open and I got the shock of my life. I never thought a day would come when I would be caught in such a moment. Not by Lizzy, Tania, or any of my close friend, but a man I……..

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘡𝘈𝘙𝘐𝘈 𝘒𝘈𝘐𝘔𝘈𝘕𝘈, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘖𝘤𝘦𝘢�

He had been her long time crush and finally she had her chance at dating him only to be dumped for a much prettier, hotter blonde senior. Shawn was every high school girls fantasy, his protruding abs would make them crave for a touch, his killer looks got their eyes dizzy at his sight, he was even hotter being the school's baseball captain and he was excellent at the game. Emily had a short lived romance dating the hottest, meanest and popular guy in school and when it ended she as the victim got no sympathy from the masses. Majority of the girls hated her for having Shawn's heart and Bailey was loved for putting an end to it.

But is this really the truth? ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ See you 👋 LOVE ALL ❤️

" Just tell me what you wanted to tell me." " Ok, so..., Tomorrow I would like you to meet someone... Someone special..." " Who?? " " My girlfriend, Maurvi. " " What??? You are kidding??? right?? when did that happen?? Seriously? What is she like? How did you meet her?? " " She is my neighbour. God, she is really very beautiful, tall, sweet, innocent, funny, bubbly, feisty... " " Stop stop... Don't get carried away... She is so good. but it seems she is crazy... "

I said quietly. Her voice came out soft. “Didn’t you?” “No,” I murmured. “I brought you here to remind you what real feels like.” She blinked, breath shallow. “Real?” “The kind of real that doesn’t come with filters or safety nets.” She laughed softly, disbelieving but trembling all the same. “You talk like this is some grand confession.” “Maybe it is.” Her eyes searched mine. “Then say it.” The space between us narrowed to a breath. “Say what?” I asked.

“What’s really going on?” “I don’t know.” That was the honest-to-God truth, and he saw it. “I’m just – I feel too… open.” “You mean physically because I went down on you? Or you mean emotionally because you’re letting me see your need and desire?” “The second one,” she said. “You’re – you’re starting to see all of me. The real me.” “And you think that’s bad?” “Maybe.” She spoke softly. “The real me is ugly in lots of ways.”

😐😐😐😐😐 I'm waiting for my uber outside the building when I hear the running of footsteps. I look behind to see Heaven approaching, with this wide fake grin on her face. I don't know if it's me, but I just find her so fake. She tries too hard to be perfect. She thinks she's this I*******m queen. I was stalking her on I*******m last night and I saw all these happy photos of her in Miami beaches, posh mansions, expensive inn and suites. She lives this happy rich life but I really doubt she's anything close to that in real life.

That healing is messy but beautiful. And that love—real love—is worth everything. From my heart to yours, Thank you for reading. With all my love, O.J