Ruby Da Cherry Girlfriend Novels & Stories

"My college friend." "What college friend?" "Her name is Cherry." "I didn't realize you had a friend named Cherry. You wouldn't lie, would you?" asked Alta with a probing gaze. "I'm not lying, Al, Cherry who her parents in Bandung, visiting Jakarta today, That's all a gift from her parents." Green tried to explain it calmly, hoping that Alta wouldn't ask any further questions because she wasn't ready to tell him about Langit. She wanted to spent the time with Alta because sehe had already missed him so much, it was more important than discussing the figure of another man.

"And she was generous enough to bring us eye candy, this is Cherokee. Oh, I didn't get your last name." "Rains, but you can call me Cherry if you like." She spoke softly putting her hands in front of her. "Cherokee Rains, or Cherry she likes to be called, isn't she adorable? Take a seat." He said out loud as he plopped on the bright red lounge sofa next to a platinum-blonde woman.

Then, she appeared out of nowhere. “Vince, there you are. I was looking for you” the annoying high pitched voice of Cherry was stinging my eardrums. I knew she was in love with me. She had even went the extra mile and tried to make herself look like Laura. But, she would never be her. I felt disgusted when she kissed me. It was all an act, for Laura. “Come with me. I need you to meet my friends” Cherry pulled my arm with both hands and giggled like as if I liked her touching me. Knowing her true colours, I could not bear to be close to her.

It's hard to believe that someone as scary as Darryl has such a bright and wonderful best friend like Charles. After learning that Regina didn't have to work on weekends, Charles asked her out. The place he took her to was a peaceful and poetic suburb. The fields of reed grass spread across the road, cars are sparse and replaced by idyllic farms. "This is one of many schools for orphans that receive 100% funding from Darryl Rider."

After a moment of waiting, Cherry arrived wearing a flowery high waist short, flowery blouse, and flowery sandals, and even if Christmas is near still her outfit is for summer. “Hi!” She greeted me and went near me and kissed my cheek as a part of her greeting. “I know you are Lady because I can still remember you,” She said and she sits in front of me and takes one from my fun shot and eats it, and laughs. “This is my second time purchasing your product because I love the first red lipstick that I purchased from you… it is so very long-lasting…It is a super stay lipstick. I already ate and the lipstick is still there, I already toothbrush it is still there and I already sleep and when I wok

An elegant blond woman comes in and smiles at me. “Mr Hardy, my name is Veronica, I am your secretary, I am sorry I wasn’t at my desk when you arrived but I had a doctor appointment today”, she says and I give her a small head nod. She walks further into the office and sits in front of me crossing her legs. She licks her lips and eyes me from head to toe. I mentally roll my eyes as I rest my left hand on top of my desk showing my wedding ring. She takes a small look and I can see her face changing colour to a bright red.

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

Raphael yelled over his shoulder, "Didn't my mom ask you to start trying for a baby? You said no, didn't you? You don't want to give birth? Fine. Once Brie has the baby, we'll raise it for you. That kid'll be yours." What kind of joke is this? Me, raising Brie's child? "Screw off." I slammed the door behind them. Finally, peace. A few minutes later, Tom came back alone. He pressed a small box into my hand. I opened it. A pair of earrings lay inside. Tom plucked one up and leaned in close, brushing his fingers against my earlobe. "Don't move. Raphael was in the way earlier, so I couldn't give it to you." He fastened the earring and leaned back to take a good look, visibly pleased.

This stranger — whoever he was — could charge her up too. She'd thought only a mate could do that. She had a lot of questions. But right now, she was already twenty minutes late. The restaurant was the kind of place with cloth napkins and candles on every table. Liora pushed through the door still smoothing her hair, still a little breathless, clutching the small gift bag she'd wrapped herself that morning. "Happy birthday, honey." She spotted Leoric at a corner table and made her way over, sliding into the seat across from him. "Sorry I'm late. You will not believe the night I just had—"

I couldn't erase everything she had done for me just because she had made a few mistakes. Maybe it was the smoke from the grill, but she kept her head down. A tear slipped from the corner of her eye and fell into the charcoal fire, evaporating in an instant. Her child tugged on my hand, innocent and cheerful. "Miss, would you like some skewers?" I patted her head, a strange feeling rising in my chest. "What's your name?" "I'm Nina Parker!" I nodded and slipped a bank card with no PIN into her pocket. "Thank you, Nina."