Novel & Cerita The Expert Boyfriend Snatcher

It is Mingchan that I really love. “Um, my friend cheated on her boyfriend with her ex boyfriend. The current boyfriend already knows it as he caught her and my friend even apologized when they talked after the event. The current boyfriend told her not to worry about it. He is not mad at her. Do you think he means it?” I asked Hoonie. Aish, I hope he will not realize that it is my real situation.

I lay there, naked, trembling, watching him pace to the bathroom with his phone pressed to his ear. That’s when I saw it. His wallet, carelessly discarded on the floor, a passport photograph which looked weirdly familiar peeking out of it. Curious, I forgot the order he gave me and stood up. I knew nothing about this man. Not even his name. Maybe it was normal for me to be curious. My knees buckled a few times, almost giving in, but I didn't allow it until I picked up the wallet and pulled out the photograph. My eyes widened instantly. The person I was staring at was none other than Adrian. My boyfriend.

he said, and I gulped, feeling the weight of those words settle like a stone in my chest. “What a power couple,” I muttered. “Their love was violent, full of sacrifice. He even took her last name, Dalton, to prove his loyalty. Their story... it's one for another night,” he said, his voice soft with nostalgia before his gaze turned back to me, cold and calculating. “So, all these secrets... am I destined to share the same fate?” I asked, a nervous tremble in my voice. “You’re my girlfriend,” he said, and my heart stuttered at his words. “Remember? My grandfather wants me to date, to be seen with a woman, not indulge in one-night stands or affairs. If I want his backing, I have to play the par

"I couldn't have done it without you. You’ve been my number one supporter." "Number one? Not when I’m here!" Zinnia and I turned simultaneously to see Xavier walking toward us, a bouquet of flowers clutched in his right hand. My heart leaped, my face instantly brightening at his arrival. Xavier Abel Castellano had been my boyfriend for four years. We’d met in our first year of college, and he was the only person who knew the long, grueling road I’d walked to get to this moment. "I thought you weren't coming?" I asked, genuinely confused.

It wasn't until her foot tripped on a stone on the ground that he finally stopped, catching her body and preventing her from falling. She regained her balance and looked up at him. His expression still seemed cold and icy, and even though she was slow to catch on, she could tell he was angry. "Who is your boyfriend?" he abruptly asked. "What?" she was taken aback, but she saw him take another step forward, getting closer to her, bending down to stare at her. "Who is your boyfriend?" he repeated, his voice icy cold. His eyes, deep and beautiful, with pitch-black pupils, were like ancient wells with no bottom, easy to get lost in once you stared into them.

His hands were audacious and brave enough to touch here and there, to explore up and down. “I’m not alone, Brother… Sorry… I come here together with my boyfriend…” replied Erito briefly, still with his flat and reasonably icy expression. “Oh yeah? Really? Where’s your boyfriend? I don’t see your boyfriend… Don’t lie to me okay…? Because it’ll be such a pity if a perfect, handsome, and gorgeous man like you is alone tonight… Oh, for goodness sake… Is this your manhood device? I can’t imagine if that manhood device of yours enters my underpart down here…”

because I don't think this is anything like a couple. I looked at him, just as he looked at me. His eyes begged for an answer, and my mind didn't hesitate to bring up memories of 'us'... in our most vulnerable moments, when we needed each other. The scene of the attack flashed... "—Where's a damn doctor here? —it was more an order than a demand. The situation seemed ironic to me, plus I needed to make sure nothing serious happened. —Nefertary, please, control that... —"No one controls that," my boyfriend has a better chance of living than those parasites over there who'd rather have those idiots save the dead than the living —I muttered through gritted teeth. I was literally fed up to think

The principal called Casey and her friends for a discussion, but Ariana knew they would likely escape any serious punishment due to their influential status, especially Casey, who was dating Zach, the son of a prominent and powerful man. Zach, the most handsome and richest teenager around, stood at an impressive 6'2" with a commanding presence. His striking appearance, chiseled features, and piercing grey eyes made him captivating to many. Despite his mesmerizing looks, Ariana knew that he was also a bully and a jerk, just like his girlfriend. Zach had even gone to the extent of getting a math teacher fired for giving Casey a failing grade. Summoning her courage, Ariana walked into Casey's b

“You’re wrong! If the cops don’t find me, then Alaric will. And when he does, you’ll wish you were dead. He’ll make you pay—he’ll destroy you. So I’m not scared of you. You should be scared, Ezra. Alaric Voss is coming for your motherfucking ass.” I hissed and smiled through the tears, taunting him. Something in him snapped. “You fucking bitch!” His hand swung before I could react. The slap cracked through the room, pain exploding across my cheek. My ears rang, vision blurring as my body crashed back onto the bed. But even as my head spun and everything felt distant, I found myself… smiling. Because I knew I was right. I knew exactly who my boyfriend was. Alaric Voss. The man who would burn