Rent Boyfriend Novels & Stories

Can she look past the billionaire’s good looks and charm to find the stability she has craved for so long? Orphaned at a young age, Breanna Loveland wants to find a man who she can trust to never leave her. Her boyfriend has been with her for five years, which gives her the security she needs. But when she meets Monte Buchanan – the man her co-workers have labeled the sexiest man alive – Breanna feels things that her boyfriend has yet to make her experience. Monte offers excitement and toe-curling kisses. Her boyfriend offers the normal life she wants. But she is afraid that loving the irresistible Monte Buchanan might permanently damage her heart.

Brett cried but we didn’t care. “I’m not going to share my room with you,” Brett said again, looking at Sean. “It’s not your room. Moreover, the bath room’s wide, I believe.” Sean replied. “Whatever. You can’t fit in it anyway so I’ll let you have the couch.” “Whatever.” *** “We always get the better room,” Sapphire said, as we returned to our room after examining the boys’. “I’m happy we got lucky tonight,” I said. “Because Sean’s your boyfriend.”

The pain, the sacrifices—they were my penance for hurting her. Irene throws her hands up in exasperation. "Then what do you plan to do? Beg her to come back?" The corner of my lips lift in a smirk. “That’s a good idea. Rena has gotten quite sexy these days. I won’t mind being on my knees before her. Maybe I’ll call her ‘Master’ and become her slave.” I joke. The bridge of her nose pinches in disgust. “You are a horny bastard.” She comments and crosses her arms while sitting on the armrest of an empty square couch beside mine.

She nodded and said, "I do know. But—" "So, you knowingly rented this 3,000-square-foot apartment from your husband's younger brother for only 300 dollars despite knowing that the price was ridiculously low and unreasonable. "Also, this apartment is registered under Caroline Whitaker's name, not Samuel Tucker." Misty couldn't answer him anymore. The police officer finished his questioning and recorded a few notes down. Samuel then stepped forward with a fawning smile and said, "Officer, Caroline and I are legally married. This apartment was left to her by her parents, which means that this is our joint property. Surely it's perfectly reasonable for me to rent it out to others, right?"

He was awfully calm for someone who seemed to be having a stomach ache. After driving Rex home, he said he needed to rest! He didn't even apologize because we didn't get to even hang out at the arcade, we usually battled each other on several games there while his friends watched - that was his way of a fun date but today, immediately I got there and met him he said he's going to the restroom! Rex just keeps sucking a whole lot more at this boyfriend thing. Is it because of me? Isn't he interested in me anymore? Oh God, I don't want him to lose interest!

“Tonight, you do what I want you to do, and be whatever I want you to be. Is that understood? Or do I need to speak with your supervisor to pass my message across.” Damn that woman. My fingers flexed at my side. 10,000 dollars. Aunt Kim’s tired eyes. Brian’s money on the kitchen counter. I just… needed to play boyfriend and driver for a couple hours right? Tch. “...understood.”

What the fuck! It was him. My boyfriend, Demonte Damelo. "Echo! Echo! What's wrong?" I heard the dull and bloated voice of Rebecca? Aish... Her drinking habits! "Nothing. I just had some nightmares," I shouted back pushing his hands out of my face. I knew that I would have more problems if I don't speak. "Should I come to your room?" she asked. No!No! She shouldn't come to my room. Not right now.

She hurries out with her stuff, she is already late, so tired during the weekend that she is starting her week with stress. "Ethan! Let's go." "At your service my lady." Ethan pulled out the door of the car, and as she sat behind the car, she opened the mail, she needed to read it because Kathleen's next call would be more demanding and pushing, she didn't want any of Kathleen's tantrums. Rent-a-Boyfriend comes in three models: Fresh $40 an hour; Regular $48 an hour, and Special $56 an hour. "What?" Barbara yelled, Ethan looked at her through the rearview mirror.

"And why haven't you accepted anyone's request? You probably got a lot." "I like it private," I say. "Do you know Brent's username? He's been asking me to accept his request," I say. I still had 20 K+ undeleted requests so it was practically impossible to scroll down to find Brent from among them. But actually, now I asked my new boyfriend his friend's username, only to see how he reacts. "Is he one of the better boys Aaron mentioned while in the car?" He asks tilting his face to me. Woah! Is he jealous?

"I've already fucked him countless times today. But no, Adrian is not my boyfriend." Marcelo craned his neck to stare at me, eyes lingering on my face. "It seemed like he's your boyfriend to me. Do I have to remind you, you haven't brought a hookup to your apartment before?" My brother really did have a point. I had never let anyone who wasn't my brothers, or Dominic entered into my apartment. Adrian was different and I still hadn't figured out why I was okay with letting him into my private place. Groaning, I said. "Adrian is my prey. I need to keep a closer look on him."