Novel & Cerita Sassy Girlfriend

Even though she was chewing bubble gum, her mouth was filled with the smell of smoke and alcohol. She still had the scent of several men on her body, and it wouldn't be surprising if she had slept with at least three different men this week. Regarding them, Frederick could not possibly have any interest. He simply responded indifferently, "Sorry, I already have a girlfriend and she's the only one I like." The sassy girl glanced at Fiona and scornfully smirked, saying, "A woman who acts so bashful when undressing… How could it be fun playing with her? I'm a lot more lively than she is. Would you like to have a drink and sleep with me?"

She urged me, her ass slamming into me as I drilled her. "I am prettier than your girlfriend! I have... ugh f*ck... I have better hair! Yes! A prettier face! Uhh! Longer legs! Sh*t yes! A better ass! Bigger f*cking bre*sts! F*ck! I have a better body than your girlfriend and you f*cking love me more because of it. F*CK YES!" She screamed out, my f*cking getting harder and harder progressively as she insulted my girlfriend more and more.

I deliberately tapped on a video. The moment I pressed play, obscene audio filled the space between us. Jenna's face turned pale. Henry's low, hoarse voice echoed clearly. "Jenna, right now, who do you like more? Me, or Chris?" Back then, she hadn't hesitated for even a second. "You. How could he compare? You're so much more interesting!" "Then let's play a game. He's a fashion designer, right? How about we let him design our wedding outfits?"

Coincidently, Vivian happened to see them as they entered the VIP room of Smith Gourmet, which was close to Central Mall. To maintain her facade as Jonathan’s girlfriend, she had spent a lot of money and time to secure a VIP access card for most of the Smith Group properties. The outsiders believed Jonathan had given her all of it - as Vivian was his supposed girlfriend. Over time, Vivian forgot how she had to spend a ton of money and use her connections to get those. Having forgotten that Jonathan had never accepted her as his girlfriend and that she had drugged and coerced him into agreeing to her claims, Vivian thought Jonathan was betraying her.

This woman looks like she could kick our asses if she wanted to damn! "Carmen I'm so glad you could make it love." Ashton goes into hug her and she grabs him by his manhood "Babe oww I'm sorry. Fuck what the hell Carmen?" Oh shit that's his girlfriend by the looks of it and she is pissed. "Ash where have you been? No calls or texts for 3 weeks? I'm not some ho and you won't treat me like one." she snaps at him "Baby things have been crazy with work. I wasn't purposely ignoring you I promise. Before I could get back to you my niece went missing so I had to come back here to handle this mess. Please baby let go of my dick I need that for later." he winks at her. Damn he got some game still at

“This is the fifth one. They’re all either way too short or scream, ‘Take me to the club.’ I need something… classy. Not like I’m trying to sell my soul.” Amelia smirked from inside her closet. “I like my dresses short, sue me.” Of course she did. Amy had the body, the confidence, the social circle—everything neatly arranged like her color-coded shoe rack. Meanwhile, I was 21, single after a three-month disaster of a relationship, recently unemployed, and pretending to be someone else’s girlfriend for money. She popped her head out, holding another hanger. “Okay, what about—” My phone buzzed on the bed.

“Well, if you’re so worried about it, you could always pay me back in a way I like.. I promise you're gonna love it.” “You’re a fucking asshole!” Her cheeks turn pink, and the glare she shoots me is priceless. “And you’re adorable when you’re mad,” I tease. “Now come on, it’s showtime.” As we walk, I notice she’s breathing all weird, like she’s trying not to freak out. “Listen,” I lean closer. “Chin up. You look fucking stunning right now. Own it.” She exhales sharply and nods. “See? You totally look like my girlfriend.”

" Kiera went on a nonstop tirade, but her words reminded me exactly why Hayden and I had fought the last time. A month earlier had marked our sixth anniversary together. Hayden had rented out a villa for the occasion, but when I arrived, I realized it wasn't just the two of us there—Kiera was there too, along with a whole group of his trashy friends. Kiera was the textbook definition of a pick-me girl, ordering a bunch of men around while they massaged her legs and catered to her every whim. By the end of the night, they started playing Truth or Dare and even tried to force me to kiss another man.

- I tell her “Is that even possible?” - Alice asks taking another sip of her water “Yeah. It is” - I tell her and she shakes her head “And, you are news. They want you more than they want me” - I tell her “What? Me?” “Yes, you are the girlfriend of the last single Payne man” - I tell her “I’m not, I’m nobody” - she says I sit next to her and hold her hands in mine. “You’re not nobody, I haven’t been able to talk to anyone like I talk to you in years. And for all purposes you are my girlfriend” - I tell her