The One With Phoebe's Ex Partner Novels & Stories

Phoebe collapsed to the floor, clutching her neck and rubbing it as she coughed, struggling to catch her breath. "Mess with her again, and I'll make you regret it." Archie warned, his voice low and menacing. Phoebe's gaze rose to meet Archie's, but his eyes were cold and dismissive, as if looking at something beneath him. "You mean I should stop mentioning your ex? You'll make your... wife regret messing with your ex?" She repeated. Archie's gaze flicked away, his face turning to the side, and in that moment, Phoebe knew she was losing him. She realized that he no longer cared about her feelings and that she needed to tread carefully to avoid further escalation.

“But it's been three days since he went to Paris with his secretary. There are still four days left before they return to New York. I can't stop thinking about my fiancé and what he might be doing in Paris with his secretary.” “You think Xander is dating his secretary?” “Maybe they're not really dating. They don't need to date if they just want intimacy.” Phoebe turned her gaze towards the golf course that stretched out around her. Two men were standing on a hill and looked very small from where she was sitting. They looked familiar with each other and were bending over to prepare to hit the ball. Phoebe found the sight of her father and Finn much more interesting than facing her future moth

And don't you dare let that idiot touch you tonight, got it? [Of course. Troy is boring and way too serious. He's nothing like you. I'd never let him touch me!] My fists clenched so tightly that my nails almost dug into my skin. I couldn't believe Phoebe betrayed me and even sent disgusting messages like this to another man. Before, it was only a suspicion. Now, the evidence was right in front of me, and there was no denying it anymore. Phoebe and I met in college. When I first met her, I was drawn in by her bright, lively personality.

The girls were boxing him in, trying to pull him into their conversation, but he seemed distracted by something happening across the dance floor. I turned to see what had grabbed his attention. It was Phoebe. She looked gorgeous dancing in her lavender mermaid style dress. Its tiny jewels swirled from her shoulders down to her hips where the fabric hugged tightly before flowing out around her ankles. I smiled, thinking that Jake must have been persistent to get Phoebe to dance with him. But when I looked past Phoebe, I saw Jake scowling on the edge of the dance floor. I crinkled my nose in confusion. If Phoebe wasn't dancing with Jake, who was she dancing with that made both Jake and Isaac l

"He doesn't seem like he'll touch you at all. He's even gone now, who knows where. Just leave him, Darling. Come with me. We'll live happily together. Leave your mother, your father will take care of her. I just want to live happily with you and our child as a complete family." Phoebe again caressed Deryl's face, kissing him teasingly. "I know. I promise this is the last time, and after that, we'll be together. Me, you, and our child," Phoebe said confidently. She caressed Deryl's body, slowly moving downward until she felt the lower part of his body stiffen. "Now, let's just enjoy tonight." Phoebe climbed back on top of Deryl, taking his manhood into hers, and they both moaned in pleasure o

The first time I saw Cecilia, I knew something wasn't right. At the time, I was still unaware that she was my boyfriend's ex-girlfriend. "Jimmy, are you sure this is correct? This isn't the candidate I approved yesterday." I asked my assistant, my brow furrowed in confusion. An awkward smile appeared on Jimmy's face. "Mr. Short approved her personally." Yesterday was the final round of interviews, for which there were two candidates: Cecilia and another young woman.

I ate in the cafeteria and took the subway to work. So in Kevin's eyes, I was just another poor working stiff. The other guys in the chat were confused and jumped in to smooth things over. "Kev, is there some kind of misunderstanding here? Luke isn't that kind of person." "Yeah, if he's dating someone, we should just wish him well. Why are you saying this stuff?" When Kevin saw that no one was taking his side, he instantly lost it and fired off three sneering emojis in rapid succession. "Look at that account of his. It's full of luxury cars and private yacht photos.

“I think you should know something. Lexus, my wolf, says Phoebe is my mate.” For a second, I could still feel the food I’d swallowed, but after that, my mind went blank. Stunned by the reality slapping me in the face, I stared at Finley sharply. My eyelids twitched, a reflex to the bombshell he’d just dropped on me. I hadn’t even finished dealing with Adonis, and now someone else claimed to be Phoebe’s mate. Was I losing my mind? Slamming my knife onto the table, I created instant silence in the cafeteria. Feeling all eyes on us, I stood abruptly. I didn’t want to hear any more nonsense from anyone.

"Why is that?" I scowled, feeling a surge of annoyance. "He was at the bar with Phoebe, and I just...I don't know, it felt like he was rubbing it in my face." Lexi raised an eyebrow. "You didn't hear him out first? Maybe something happened between them that you don't know about. I'm sure Xavier didn't just meet up with Phoebe out of the blue." I crossed my arms, feeling a pang of defensiveness. "I saw the video online, Lexi. He saved her, but that doesn't mean I have to be okay with him spending time with his ex."

He smiled, nodding slightly. Funny enough, we never talked about it. Aside from the story he told me about Felicia, we never got to talk about personal stories until this moment. “He used to be with one boy. Taylor Marcel." My eyes shone. Our eyes shone. “Ten years ago, we were high school mates who never saw anything wrong in the usual bromance between guys" He raised his eyebrows at every stress. "Until we found out there were boys in our class who loved each other,” I dropped my jaw in disappointment. “And Taylor was the mastermind behind this act."