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The strong floral scent of Stella’s perfume gave her away instantly. “Amelia!” Stella’s voice rang with excitement. Amelia sighed but didn’t shrug her off. She wasn’t in the mood for a long conversation, but she knew there was no escaping once Stella had latched onto her. “Guess what?” Stella gushed, squeezing Amelia’s shoulder. “I finally have a boyfriend!” Amelia arched an eyebrow but didn’t stop walking. “Oh?” “Yes! And he is so perfect. Like, I mean perfect. He’s tall, hot, and guess what? He actually listens when I talk.” Stella clutched her chest dramatically as if she had won the lottery.

“Aiden! Look here!” “are you two really official now?” “Who is your mystery girlfriend ?” the noise blurs turning into one long disorienting roar.my heart is pounding so hard it hurts.every step toward the car feels like walking through molasses.his hand never leaves my back— guiding me shielding me but to the cameras it probably looks romantic. Perfect. The devoted boyfriend protecting his date. if only they knew. the car door swings open and i slip inside.the moment the door slams shut the sound outside cuts off like a radio switched off mid sentence. Silence. thick and suffocating.

After stealing my boyfriend again, Bianca flaunted the hickeys on her neck and the expensive watch right in my face. "This watch looks so much better on me." Bianca held up her wrist. The Patek Philippe glittered in the sunlight streaming into the Columbia University library. The pen in my hand nearly snapped. That was the limited-edition watch Nico gave me last month. "Bianca, you—" "Oh, right. This was yours." She cut me off, her smile a mix of fake innocence and pure smugness. "But Nico agrees. He said it just... fits my vibe better. He texted me last night. Said he's never met a girl with taste like mine."

I asked her as she hit her forehead with her palm. Have I said anything bad? "I thought you did some research about him..." She hissed. "Yeah, I did." "Didn't you find out the fact about him that he is a silent playboy but it got leaked one time." She whispered. Woah!!! He doesn't look like one. He looks like a strict business, who would have imagined that he play girls. I think I have more secret to dig out. "For you to find out more about him you will have to make him fall in love with you." She also added.

"I know him. He used to be a professor. His wife's not the one in those headlines. His real wife is a badass traditional medicine practitioner. Her last name's Sinclair." As the angry voices grew louder, Sebastian sat in pure agony, his heart full of regret and pain. All he wanted was to throw himself into the fire and die with me. But before he could, the Chesson family arrived and dragged him away to face Wayne. A hard slap landed on his face. Sebastian didn't even flinch. He just sat there numbly. Wayne sneered coldly. "Do you regret it now? What happened to appreciating her when you had the chance?"

"You don't need to pretend, Marcus. Dominique is not here. Stop your show because it's not funny." "Who told you that this is just for show? I'm fucking serious, Serena. I want to be your boyfriend for real. It's okay with me even if you just use me to hurt Dominique. I will be your protector, your best friend, your lover, your toy, and anything you want. Accept me even if I am not the only one, I'll gladly accept it." I don't know why Marcus is acting like that. We met for the first time last night.

The next moment, she hugged him with her arms around his waist and looked into his eyes, cupping his face with her own hands and spoke the words she had almost spoken when she turned eighteen," Adi Grenier, I like you and want to be with you. Will you be my boyfriend? If you agree, I promise to not even look at any other man because you are perfect for me." A joy that she had never seen on his face seemed to light up from inside him and his hands on her face trembled as he pulled her even closer, crushing him to her and whispered," Yes, I'll be your boyfriend. You are the only girl for me. I have been yours since the first time you crushed me in chess."

Ending - I have found my perfect partner - Today is the day that everyone has been waiting for. The marriage of one of the young billionaires whose name is so popular among world businessmen. Darko Dio Rajasa. Darko deliberately invited several major media outlets to cover his wedding, even though the wedding was not as grand and luxurious as what the man expected. Darko has to ask Nana again and Amanda's parents to persuade the pregnant woman to allow the media to be present to cover her happy day. And very grateful, their hopes were successfully fulfilled even with very annoying conditions for Nana and Darko.

She likes a man who is calm and powerful, doesn't show off but still makes people feel pressured and respected. "Well... how to say it... in my eyes, no one is as perfect as my boyfriend. He's handsome, romantic, a CEO with finance and power. If to compare my boyfriend me and you, I can confirm... my boyfriend is absolutely better than you." Louis sneered, apparently provoked by Aurora's words. No girl had ever denied his attraction like that before. He's both intrigued by Aurora, and intrigued by the mysterious man Aurora says is her "perfect boyfriend." So far, Louis has always been confident. He has everything that every man desires to have. He easily conquers any beauties and always rece

"May I have this dance, m'lady? After all, your boyfriend isn't here tonight." Nodding, I shuddered at his touch as he placed a hand on my waist and took mine in the other, but I was intent on teaching him a lesson. I mentally groaned when the lights dimmed and Ed Sheeran's 'Perfect' started playing, because I'd always been endeared by the thought of dancing to it with someone special. Zayan skillfully wove through the crowd, swaying to the melody, and managed to get us to an intimate corner where nobody would notice us. I didn't complain. "Your boyfriend seems like a bore," he purred. "You're only with him because of his looks, huh?" he let his palm drop below my waist. That's fucking it.