Roommates With Benefits Novels & Stories

“Who is she, actually?” “Oh… she’s my boss. Soon, she’ll be yours too. Best of luck. You’ll get 30% of your salary until the full cost of treatment is paid.” “30%? How much—?” “3K to 5K, depending on your performance and VVIP reviews. You can talk to the manager if you need to apply for housing benefits or education support for your son. That’s up to you.” There were housing benefits? Education systems? Who were these people?

We reached the restaurant on the pier, and ordered our food after a brief wait in line, then took it to the railing, where we ate and continued talking. “So, how did you end up with Maya as your roommate?” I asked her. “Peter made a social media group for the company members and other employees and added us to it as they hired us. I made a post asking if anyone was looking for a roommate, because I couldn’t afford the rent on an apartment by myself, even a studio, and Maya was the only one who responded.” “Of course she was,” I chuckled. Haven laughed as well. “I know. She told me later she didn’t even need a roommate for financial reasons, but she’d never lived alone and was hating it and i

He beams. “Thank you.” She pouts, trying to fight back the happy tears that are about to fall from her eyes. “How much is the rent?” “You don’t have it to pay it for a year actually. My parents offered to take care of all the expenses when I told them I’d give you the place.” Here comes the part he’s rather hesitant about. “And well... a roommate.” “A ROOMMATE?????” she replies a little too loudly. “Yeah...?” He scratches the back of his neck uneasily. “But don’t worry! I would never let some random person live with you.”

It impressed me how strict the security was, and I felt more at ease about our safety. After we were cleared by security, we got on another elevator, and Regan pressed the button for the 50th floor. He explained that our unit was on the top floor. He told me that there was no need to pay rent since the unit was provided by the company. The company would also cover the monthly utilities, so we didn’t have to worry about those expenses. Other benefits from the company would be discussed by HR once I started. I was shocked when the elevator doors opened. There were only two units on the entire floor. I was even more surprised when I stepped into our unit.

They can bring a company but only on an occasional basis, not stay there for the whole time unless the rent is divided into the total number of people staying in the house. Her roommate has been bringing her boyfriend almost every weekend. Although the guy isn’t staying longer than the whole night, the whole time he is there is chaotic to Bianca. They do their private matters in the privacy of her roommate’s room but they do not keep their noise within the walls of her room, not even anywhere near the word private. It’s like, they are trying to wake the whole neighborhood up to hear how loud they are in bed. The only relief for Bianca is knowing it’s the weekend and so she did not have to wo

Oh well, it wasn't important since I wasn't planning on calling him anyway. I ran into the elevator to leave the hotel as fast as possible then drove back to my apartment. I wasn't lying about getting up early in the morning. It was indeed my first day at the job, and I needed my beauty sleep. "HOLD IT RIGHT THERE, MISTER!" I yelped as my roommate Ally shouted from across the room as soon as I entered the apartment. Ally went to the same high school as me and always had been sympathetic towards me. After I moved, she happened to see my Facebook ad and asked me to be my roommate. I was excited that she moved to New York, so I responded quickly and offered her the room. We've been roomies ever

he stammered, the hesitation in his voice impossible to disguise. It wasn’t really my place to pry. “Am sorry, I didn’t mean to pry into your privacy. After all, we were nothing more than roommates… and occasional fuckmates. There was no exclusivity between us,no obligations,no promises and certainly no claim over one another—nothing that justified my curiosity. Bang. Bang. Bang. Three firm knocks resonated through the apartment, shattering the uneasy silence. I instinctively lifted my head, my brows knitting together. Who on earth could that be now? I wondered.

I had the smallest room at the top of the stairs, and Mark had the largest one at the end of the hall next to the bathroom. After the tour, I asked, "What do you think? Rent is $350, and utilities are just gas and electric. They usually run about $20 each per person." Almost without hesitation, she said, "Actually, I think this could work. It's only fifteen minutes from work, and I like the area. It'd be fun having two guys as roommates too, as long as you're okay with having a girl as your third roommate. I can bring the deposit on Tuesday and move in next weekend. Does that work?"

Tatiana was alarmed to see me. Tahlia had not assigned me any tasks, so I switched to polite mode. “Hello, Tatiana,” I said sweetly with a little curtsy. I could see her face slowly twist, and she seemed angry. “Fake! You’re so fake! Urgh!” “Tatiana, what are you talking about?” An elderly lady with a cane appeared from behind her. She squinted at me and pulled out her reading glasses. “And who is this?” “Grandma, this is my friend, Yvonne Zane. I switched dorms, and she’s my new roommate.”

Ava and Maya sat on the edge of a narrow bed, the ceiling fan above them spinning lazily in the heat. The room was small. Cramped. Barely enough space for the two of them. But it was theirs. And somehow… that made it enough. “I’m tired of this life,” Maya muttered, staring at the cracked wall. Ava let out a dry laugh. “You think I’m not?” They had just come back from another exhausting day, two different jobs each, barely enough pay, and still not enough to make things easier. It was always like this. Struggle. Hustle. Survive. Repeat.