The Boyfriend Game Novels & Stories

" The moment you sign the contract, you'd be the contract boyfriend of Mrs Johnson. Till the four weeks of the contract are over, you are to abide by the rules. When you do, you'd get your payment, $500,000 cash." I returned back to the contract and read it one more time. $500,000 just for being Mrs Johnson's boyfriend? No sex, no cash to be seen with me, I'm entitled to everything she ever owned and I was to keep my mouth shut about our deal? All these for just $500,000?

I haven't finish my greetings when she suddenlt yelled like she saw a flging cockroach. "Why didn't you tell me that you already have a boyfriend. A hot boyfriend! You're so unfair!" "Boyfriend? What are you talking about?I dont have a boyfriend. My only boyfriend is the fictional character Zeke Alejandro." "That's the thing, his name is Zeke Alejandro and he's looking for you here at the sea shore." I almost dropped myself onto my seat upon hearing my crazy besrfriend. Zeke is here. "What?...okay... Amira, he said he missed you and you owe him an explanation." I quickly run towards the seashore, nonstop.

“Let’s go, ‘boyfriend’.” More like teasing as it is just the words that tell Clay that he will never be. The crowd goes wild as he earns a smirk from him, with his words and the recollection of the deal where he added. “I’LL PLAY THAT DEAL OF YOURS, BUT LET’S MAKE IT MORE EXCITING. A MONTH FROM NOW, I’LL LET YOU HAVE YOUR FLIRTING GAME TOWARDS ME AS I WILL PLAY AS YOUR BOYFRIEND. I’LL LOSE IF I FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU BY WHICH WILL NEVER HAPPEN. BUT YOU WILL LOSE IF YOU KISS ME. DEAL?”

For the first time, I spoke gently, like a girl in love, and he responded in a tender tone I had never known from him before. If that was really nothing, then who had I been to him? My wrist ached where he held it so tightly, and suddenly I felt like crying. He claimed to be my boyfriend, and I allowed him to toy with me while keeping my feelings secret. When he said he wasn't, I had to pull back, behave as I should, and even help him with someone else's romance. Our relationship had always been dictated by him. I took a deep breath and lifted my chin, fighting back tears, and forced the lightest, most casual tone I could muster. "Jason, you're such a fool—you really got tricked. I haven't l

I was so enraged that I clutched his hand and whimpered, "Let's head home. It's dull here." "You'll get used to it if you watch the rest of the game," he rubbed my head. And then he departed. "Is that your boyfriend?" asked the girl next to me. Excitedly inquired. "Brother." "Could you please give me your phone number?" "I apologise, he has a girlfriend already. And, she's damn hot." She pouted her lips and resumed her conversation with her pal. After the game, everyone began to depart the stadium while I waited for my brother to take me home.

I allowed him time to think and let him spoke his mind but when I heard his next words, I was caught off guard. "--- What I mean is that you don't see me as your boyfriend.” At this point, I was not sure what to say anymore. So I drawled, "Well, no---" Yet before I could even finish what I was about to say, Alex already cut me off. “But I am! I am supposed to be your boyfriend, right? That is why I was made; to be someone’s boyfriend and since you bought me—“

Kelsey's question interrupted her thoughts. "It's better this way, sex between us would complicate things ... I'm not gonna be his fuck buddy, I can't do that, I need a boyfriend ... that's what I need, and Preston is not that person, you know what I mean?" Kelsey nodded, "Yeah, I guess I can see it from your point of view to me sex is just fun if you can have fun with your best friend ... why not, you're young and inexperienced, the more experience you can get the better."

We didn't have a game for the next two weeks, and I was plotting revenge against my boyfriend with his other girlfriend. Tessa and I agreed the only way we could get revenge on him was if we both kept up the charade. After all, one scorned girlfriend would be the prime suspect, while two would be like pleading guilty instantly. I'd done my best to act normal around Danny, and it was easy, as long I didn't think about Tessa. But to be honest, that was almost always. I couldn't get her face out of my head, every time I looked at him.

He was the only one who truly knew the depth of the game I was playing. We stopped directly in front of Larkyn Ambrose. The man looked every bit the legend he claimed to be, but to me, he was just another target. "Larkyn," I called, my voice smooth and cool. "I'd like you to meet someone. This is Atlas Graves. My boyfriend." The air between Atlas and Larkyn turned tense. I deliberately introduced Atlas as my boyfriend, watching the way Larkyn's eyes narrowed behind his silver mask. He was trying to play the protective father, but Atlas didn't flinch. Atlas stood with a confidence I knew all too well.

“And who would that boyfriend be, sweetheart?” Scowling, I slap his hand away and straighten my stance. “Who are you?” Instead of being insulted by my defensive tone, the man chuckles. “I’m the man who will cut your fragile little throat if you don’t answer me.” My face pales at his tone. “My boyfriend’s name is Argent, and he lives here. Can I go now?” I ask steadily. The man’s face darkens with suspicion. “Wrong answer, little girl.”