Work Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Her mouth flew open as if I had offered her a trip to the moon, all expenses paid. "You?" she whispered. "You and me?" "Why not?" I stood up then patted her desk. "I think we would make a pair, Sarah. Do you not think so? I mean… you’re sexy in that short skirt and I can see how beautiful you are, why won’t I want to have a work girl? In fact, I want you to be my partner at work. My assistant and someone I can rely on. Then at home, you and I can have more in common. What do you think?”

Levi asked, looking at one such profile of a greyed-out silhouette of a woman's face with a huge padlock sign over it. "It means the companion is in an exclusive relationship." "They can go exclusive? Like dating?" "It's called a girlfriend contract. They do everything pretty much a girlfriend would do. But sex is not necessarily a given. It's up to the companion and whether or not they're attracted to you. If they are, they can add that part in. Dreams is pretty strict on that." "What's the point then if she's girlfriend but doesn't want to have sex?" Mark asked, bemused by the notion of a girlfriend contract.

During our fifth year together, my girlfriend, Erin Palmer, finally got the job she'd been dreaming of. At lunch, my coworker, Jared Monroe, nudged me and joked, "You know what they say—when people get a decent job, the first thing they do is dump their partner who is so-called ‘out of their league’. You'd better be careful." I laughed and punched him lightly in the arm. "Quit spouting nonsense. We're doing great!" That night at her celebration dinner, I showed up at the restaurant door with a bouquet in one hand and a carefully chosen gift bag in the other.

“You gonna take me to yours, or do I have to keep on limping down this road all fucking night?” I hoist her back onto her own two feet and she winces at the pain. “I can’t take you to mine,” I tell her. “My co worker lives on the ground floor. You’re not officially in my books anymore, Moona, I shouldn’t be…” “Aww, you don’t want co worker to think we’re fucking? Is she your girlfriend or something?” I sigh. “She’s my colleague.” I helped her along the road to the car. “A wrong impression could cost me my job, Moona. I have kids to take care of, kids who need my help, just like you.”

It was a known fact that Melody Shaw, the school belle, only dated people for three months. Yet, she went out with me for nine months. Everyone said that it was proof that I was her true love. However, a viral post in the forums said that her true love, Mike Clint, had returned and that she would ditch me for him soon enough. I thought it was a joke and wanted to show it to her, but she turned to her side and pulled away from me, pretending to be asleep. I thought she was upset that a girl gave me her number, but I needed her contact information for my report. So, I pulled her into my embrace like nothing was out of the ordinary. Her eyes were closed, and her lips were sealed shut. My h

His girlfriend hadn't contacted him all day! Noah was feeling so helpless and annoyed too. Vivienne seemed to have forgotten that she had agreed to be his girlfriend. He just saw his employee talking to his girlfriend during the lunch break as they talked about what they had for lunch. Even though their conversation made no sense most of the time, they seemed happy.

My voice failed me. Nora pulled me into an embrace, holding me tightly, protectively. “I know. I know,” she murmured, fingers threading through my hair. “You’re not alone. Alexa, I’m here.” “ Fuck, this is bullshit, what will happen to us now?” Nora said releasing me and roaming around the kitchen to calm her nerves. She’s my girlfriend, and i love her. Whatever this marriage is, no matter how important it is, i won’t let it come between us.

When I was buried in design work and forgot to eat, she'd cook meals herself and leave them with the security desk. Anything I had ever casually said I liked, she found excuses to send it to me. I either returned everything or threw it away. One of the younger girls in the office, who didn't know the whole story, was moved by it. "She even asked us to keep an eye on what you like. She's gone this far. Chris, how can you still not accept her?" I looked at the girl. She was fresh out of college.

she said to Nancy. Nancy looked up at her. "Can I help you?" The woman sounded a little gossipy as she asked, "So… are you and Derek dating?" Nancy glanced over at me, focused on my meal. She smiled at the woman and replied, "Yes. Derek and I are dating." I smiled at the woman as well. Right then, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. The woman looked at me, confused. "Then who is he?" Without hesitation, Nancy responded, "A security guard."

Isaac Litt raised his eyebrow and followed up with a question, "What relationship?" The groupie finally found a chance to show off and responded in all seriousness. "Mr. Litt, according to my investigation, this woman works as an accountant in Alex Cohen’s small company with a registered capital of only $100,000. They don’t look like colleagues nor ordinary friends. They’re probably lovers who haven’t made their relationship public or have yet to establish an official relationship." "Oh? There’s even such a coincidence?"