Ruby Da Cherry Girlfriend Novels & Stories

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.

Cherry began, after which she told the entire story in full detail to Tia. "Why are you telling me all of this?" Tia asked, her brows furrowed in confusion. "Because I'm going to be leaving soon." Cherry smiled. "I'm going to live abroad with my true love where we will both be free from all that nonsense." "So you have a real boyfriend?" Tia asked while struggling to wrap her head around the information Cherry had filled her in on. She found it difficult to process what Cherry had just told her, and at this point, she could not help but wonder if this was all just a dream.

Alice POV I have been working the day shift lately. I honestly don’t care if I see Dave anymore. The Cat is out of the bag. Everyone knows I am Harry Payne’s girlfriend. Rita made sure to trash talk me to the press. I was told Dave is away on holidays on a hot country somewhere. Good for him. He never took holidays before.

I said, rolling my eyes as I made a hasty exit before he could make a snarky comment. I returned to my office and plopped down in my chair. I can’t believe I agreed to be Mr. Adrian’s date to a fancy gala. But hey, I was getting paid for it, so it wasn’t the worst deal. Let me call Cherry and fill her in. I dialed her number, waiting as the phone rang. “Hey, girlfriend!” I shouted as soon as she answered. “Hey, babe. How are you?” “I’m good, you?” “I’m fine,” she replied, but I could hear the curiosity in her voice.