Novel & Cerita Two Faced Girlfriend

My driver’s girlfriend glared at me from the front passenger seat and snapped, “Can't you read? You’re always mooching rides off my boyfriend. Have you no shame? If you can’t afford a ride, just stay home. People like you are the worst!” I looked at my driver, Jason, completely baffled. He hurried over to me and lowered his voice to explain, “Miss Silva, my girlfriend doesn’t know I’m a driver. She’s pretty possessive. She only put up that note because she loves me.

"Catch her cheating? He obviously got the wrong person. Wait… how did he even know his girlfriend would be in this room?" "Didn't you hear what the woman said? Sounds like he set the whole thing up himself, and it blew up in his face." Instantly, every gaze in the hallway turned toward Hayden. Nobody could understand why a man would do something this vicious to his own girlfriend. Yet after fumbling around for half a day, Hayden only managed to choke out, "Naomi, listen to me… I only did this because I—" Before he could finish, I slapped him across the face.

Don't think a bit of makeup changes the fact that you're just a country bumpkin from the sticks! I took a deep breath. Her shrill voice was giving me a headache, and I didn't want to argue with her or make a scene in public. I was planning to take Megan away. Brenda immediately snatched the container from Megan's hands and hurled it to the ground, growling, "You cheating scumbags! How could you be all over each other in front of me? "Megan, you did this on purpose, didn't you? You really like being a mistress, huh?"

My voice came out small, broken. She turned, startled for half a breath, then her expression hardened. My girlfriend was in-between two big guys, taking two big cocks at the same time. My heart dropped. She doesn't even let me fuck her second hole, she said she doesn't like it. She wrapped herself in the blanket from the couch and stared at me like I was the one who’d walked into the wrong place. The two dudes mumbled something I couldn't hear and lazily picked up their clothes. “Eli,” she said. Flat. Tired.

She didn’t know how the other side reacted, but she did know that her partner in crime was dead focused on making things difficult for their shared enemy. “Haah, I’ve never seen such a shameless person as you. Do you get a kick out of pursuing other people’s boyfriends?” “What? You deny the facts that are right in front of you. You say you love me and will do anything for me, yet you have four guy toys.”

Liam stepped inside, glancing between me and Claire. "If I’m not around, you don’t have to wait for me. “Let’s reschedule the hike, though. Lily, have a seat.” Pulling me aside, Liam grinned. "What do you think of her?" "Not bad. Your girlfriend?" "Nah. I was thinking she’d be great for you. So, should I introduce you?" The girl, Lily Roshar, was pretty, with soft features and a kind smile. However, my heart was elsewhere. "Thanks, but no thanks. I already like someone."

he murmured against my hair. My eyes shut tightly. I was trapped. Trapped between his desperate love and my own conflicting feelings. To Lucian, I was his girlfriend. To Xander, I was his woman. To myself, I was lost. I had become the lover of two powerful men, both believing they held my heart completely. One was my past. The other was my first love. One was my ex husband. The other was my ex boyfriend. And somehow, impossibly, I was both theirs again.

Just don't leave me…" She clutched my pant leg, crying, and it shattered my heart. But her bright future wasn't meant to be hindered by me. I made the hardest choice and sent her home. I even made sure she saw me with another woman at a hotel. When she caught us, I had my arms around a stranger, pressed close, acting intimate. "When did this start?" "Last week." I forced a carefree smile. "She's more grounded than you, and she won't cling like this. Her family's wealthy, too. She can give me everything I want. Can you?"

The company needs you—I need you! He grabbed my wrist, but I only laughed coldly and waved my phone in front of him. "Do you remember the day you signed the divorce papers? Christine messaged me right after, proudly telling me you slept with her. "I'm a germaphobe, Vincent. If I didn't have to come back to Camdonia for business, I would've made sure to never see you again." His face turned as pale as a sheet. "That was an accident," he mumbled. "I was drunk. I was devastated after you asked for a divorce—"

she recounted in disappointment. "Wow! Really? This sounds like something out of a p**n movie," Tiffany commented. Yza furrowed her brow. "You mean it's possible to have two partners?" she asked her friend. Tiffany, with her penchant for watching explicit shows, was the best person to ask. "Yes, it is. That's what you get. Sometimes you need to shed your 'Maria Clara' persona. Open your eyes to reality. You got influenced by that jerk. So, what's my choice? Do I have any?" Tears started to well up in her eyes.