Ruby Da Cherry Girlfriend Novels & Stories

*3 years Ago* We were strolling in the street me and Jan. This was his first day at work so in order to celebrate he took me on a date. It wasn’t a fancy date in a restaurant but we went to the shore of the river and ate the most delicious kebab sandwiches in the whole world. I didn’t eat it before so Jan decided that I should try it. After that we went and got an ice cream and walked on the shore for a while. Then, Jan took me to the amusement park and we had lots of fun and now we’re strolling in some street out of the park when we found a jewelry shop. It wasn’t the shop that caught my eyes but one of the diamond rings that was shown behind the glass of the shop. It looked so beautiful ye

She said and bend down to see what was the thing under her when the light of the room lit up. She saw Christ kneeling in front of her with a huge rose diamond ring in his hand! “Will you be my girlfriend!?” Having said that, he took her hand in his and asked her once again with a look of anticipation, “Will you be my girlfriend!?” “Say Yes!” “Say Yes!” “Just say Yes!” “Yes, Yes!” They all encouraged her for saying yes! Cherry was overwhelmed when she saw all the things around her! She was standing on the roses!

“Of course.” She frowned slightly, then smoothed her expression. “You’re thinking about her, aren’t you?” “I’m just tired,” he replied flatly. ~~~ Later that night, long after everyone had gone to bed, Cherry stepped out onto the balcony with her phone pressed to her ear. “It’s me,” she whispered. A voice answered on the other end, low and impatient. “Did you get what we needed?” “Not everything, but I’m close. Damien is obsessed with her. He doesn’t see straight when she’s involved. That’s our opening.”

The air conditioning hummed above us, blowing cool air that made the little hairs on my arms stand up. I knew Jemy had no patience for younger guys. Her own boyfriend… or manfriend, whatever she called him… was a forty-five-year-old billionaire. She never gave me his name, according to her, their relationship is discreet and she loves it that way. I had seen the evidence with my own eyes. Sleek black cars with dark windows pulling up to drop her off after long weekends. Designer bags appearing on her arm out of nowhere. Her phone buzzing with notifications that meant her bills were handled without her lifting a finger.

She teased. “Well, i’m equal to the task bitch, i’m the perfect match for these perky cherries. I’ll mark them now!” I bit my lip hard, nodding like the desperate whore i was. “Yes baby…yes, mark me, i’m all yours,” I whimpered, my legs wet from my pussy drip.” “She shoved my back against the kitchen cabinet, dropping to her knees, my legs hooked over her shoulders, burying her face in my wet headquarters, sniffing like she’s seen a flower bouquet.

She brushed her cool fingers over my closed eyes and said softly, "It's fine. I know you're in a tough spot. "Let's get divorced. Our marriage was a mistake from the start. Thank you for letting me know what a real home feels like." I sniffled. "I want some soup tomorrow. Could you make some for me?" I held her hand. "Relax. Henderson Corporation isn't as vulnerable as you think." Megan froze for a moment before nodding. I slid her gift over to her. She opened the box and saw an exquisite money tree. She brushed her fingers over the plant, her eyes filled with joy.

She knew we saw what she did to her. "Hey Cherry! " You okay?" asked Sammy, who came up to her and hugged Cherry. Yes, I am fine! When she wiped her ass off with her hand, I wanted to make sure I didn't get my pretty dress dirty," she said with a sad smile, tears blocking her eyes. We all are wearing the same dress but different colors, Cherry is red, and mine is Pink; Nessie is Black; Samie Marie is orange; Savannah is Teal; Sammy is White Gold. It has a sweetheart neckline, and it is long, and we all got the same hairstyle and make-up, and the shoes are all flats.

The dressing room was quieter than usual—most of the girls had already gone out front or were still fixing their makeup. Raven lingered near her locker, biting the edge of her thumbnail, eyes darting toward Cherry, who was lounging on the couch and scrolling through her phone in her rhinestone bra and platform boots. “Hey… Cherry?” Raven’s voice was barely above a whisper. Cherry looked up, arching a brow. “What’s up, baby bat?” Raven shifted awkwardly. “Can you… show me how to flirt?”

“Cherry, don’t you think Master David is special?” “He is. He is young, good-looking, and strong, but most importantly, he doesn’t like you, Miss! Why are you showering affection on an uninterested party? It’s not like no one wants you, Miss,” Cherry persuaded. She and Jade had grown up together. Therefore, they had a close relationship just like sisters, and would talk about anything. David was so unkind just now, which made Cherry feel indignant. When had Miss ever been ignored? “You silly girl, what did you say?” Jade came back to her senses, turned to look at her maid, and scolded with a red face.

Why didn't he come across her all these while? The lady held Cherry’s hand as they climbed down the stairs. "Mummy, my girlfriend hasn't arrived, right?” Cherry asked Stacy as they climbed down the grand stairs. “Yes, hun. I don't think I can see any girl who looks familiar to the one you showed me earlier. But since it's your birthday and invited her over after letting her parents know about your birthday, then I'm pretty sure she will come cause she sounded really excited over the phone earlier,” Stacy reassured Cherry and Cherry bobbed her head.