Novel & Cerita Rental Boyfriends

This was bad—he didn't remember me at all. Billy was the grandson of Patrick Newman, the butler at the Greven residence. When we were kids, we played together. As he grew up, however, he squandered his time on gambling, drinking, and partying. His father sent him abroad, and we hadn't seen each other since. He must've only returned recently, completely unaware of what had happened in the past. Seeing me in a mess, Norris finally stepped in. "Billy, is it? Don't ruin her face, please. I'm sure Mr. Greven likes her because of her looks…"

He let out a long breath and knocked on the door, only to be met by a stranger. "Who are you? Why are you in my girlfriend's house?" "Girlfriend?" Lucian chuckled lightly, then turned toward the living room. "Miranda, when did you get two boyfriends?" Two boyfriends? Felix felt like lightning had hit him. He thought there was no way this tall, cold man was my boyfriend. How could I abandon years of our relationship so quickly after leaving him? I wrapped my arms around Lucian's waist from behind and smiled sweetly at him. "Don't spread rumors. You're the only one I'm dating."

"Boyfriend? Ha! Haven't had one of those for awhile," Tara said, with just a hint of bitterness. Sex was so hard to come by since her last boyfriend, and her fantasies could only go so far to satisfy her. "Maybe you can ask your girlfriend to find me one, hmm?" Roy laughed, "No girlfriends for me. I like to keep things pretty simple, and not just any girl will do. But you should be having tons of guys falling over themselves trying to get to you!"

"There were no others. Monica was a lie Aiden made up." "Monica was real. So was Jennifer Park. So were three other women whose names you don't even know." Rachel smiled coldly. "Jamie Whitmore collects broken things. And when they stop being interesting, he throws them away." I looked at Jamie. "Is she telling the truth?" His face was gray. "Some of it. Rachel and I had an affair. She did get pregnant. I did pay for the abortion. But I never promised her a future. I told her from the beginning it was temporary."

The whispers had grown louder, the shoves more forceful, and the isolation around Daniel had become a thick, suffocating blanket. He was the new kid, small for his age, with an unfortunate stutter that made him an easy target for the trio of older boys who ruled the back corner of the schoolyard. Every day was a new gauntlet of taunts, tripped feet, and the cold dread of what might come next. Their leader named Peter was the son of the chairman and other two were his lackeys who did whatever Peter told them to and in exchange Peter would give them money . They both were from delinquent background and always the one to act on Peter's idea of bullying.

The plan was to have a girls night out in Las Vegas. The problem was that her friends -- at least Nicole and Syd -- had been pushing her to do something risque, like hire a stripper or worse, which Rachel didn't really want to do. This had been an ongoing theme in their friendship over the years. Both Nicole and Syd had high "body counts" so speak; they'd been with a lot of different guys over the years. But Rachel has only been with two: her first boyfriend, who she'd dated for three years, and me. Nicole and Syd had told Rachel a number of times that she was too young to get married, that she hadn't had enough experience with men and that she'd eventually come to regret not having done mor

Sunlight poured through the balcony doors, warming the scuffed wood floor. Mrs. Harper, the landlady, was in her sixties, with gray hair and bright eyes. She looked me over. "Living alone?" I nodded. "No pets?" "No." "No random people coming over?" "No." Mrs. Harper nodded and handed me the lease. "Twelve hundred a month. First month's rent plus a deposit. Utilities are on you. If anything breaks, call me. I'll send my son over." I signed. *** On moving day, Zoe came over to help.

They wanted my boyfriend. That made me wet as they started moving toward him, giggling, flirting. Carter glanced at me. I gave him a supportive smile. I was a good girlfriend. I didn't mind if my stud fucked a pair of twin trollops. Those girls weren't marriage material. I was. They would grow up and realize they got old. They'd have their back tats and maybe a few kids from different fathers. They'd end up living alone with a bunch of cats whining about how no guy wanted to marry them after they'd fucked the male population of LA.

"News flash, Carley. We all want you as our girlfriend so much we are all willing to share.” “How would that even work?” I’m very curious about how sex would work with five men. Would they all have sex together with me? Jase, Ransom, and Arson can get overly possessive. Weston and Lachlan have never minded sharing. “We will figure out the mechanics of us dating you together. If we do date, it’s Chaos only. You can’t be with anyone else outside of us five. We might share, but we are assholes enough to not share you with anyone else. If you can agree to that then we can give this relationship a shot as more than friends.” Jase sounds so reasonable. The other Choas boys jerk a nod to me. It see

"I'm not sure what else I would do other than taking Jake back..." The bed creaked when Griffin shifted. "If you're hinting at your living situation, you can still stay at the mansion. I don't do relationships, so I'm always in need of sex, and I love your tight cunt. Eating you out right now sounds like the dream." Heat flooded Scarlett, and she stared at Griffin in the dark. She could not see him, yet every part of her was tingling. "Um..." Scarlett wet her lips and tried to push down her horniness. But she was rapidly growing wetter. "Sleeping with my boyfriend's dad again definitely isn't a good idea."