Work Girlfriend Novels & Stories

he said. "Still you want me to put up with your tantrum? And what about your girlfriend? Would she be okay with your decision?" I asked. "She is no one, just an ex with whom I put up because of business," he said. "All your business girlfriend sits like it? They want you to fuck you. Are you kidding me?" I chuckled. "You misunderstood. I don't have that much time. I have to work too rather than letting someone fuck me or fuck someone," he said.

“I’m glad you liked it here. We're taking three days off from work. And then starting next week, you don't have to work anymore.” My eyes widened at his words. Is he firing me? I shot him a questioning look. “Baby, you're my wife now,“ he said, as if he heard my unasked question. “But...I still need money for my mother's medication,“ I insisted. Caspian held my hand, and kissed me softly on the lips. “You don't have to worry about that. I'll take care of your mother's medication as promised. You will also continue to receive your salary, and the additional amount that I promised you. Your money will be wired to your account every month. You don't have to work for it, just commit yourself to

I exposed the information my private investigator had given me. “These hotel check-in records from five years ago all have real-name verification. Are you really going to keep lying?” She was rendered speechless by my rebuttal. Then, she changed her tune again and shamelessly came closer. “Babe, I know I was wrong. I wasn’t myself. Can we start over? “Look, here’s that Best Couple prize from the proposal that night. A five-day, four-night luxury honeymoon trip. Why don’t we go enjoy it together?”

Our company could arrange a position for her. Gina's English was good enough. She turned to him quickly. "I'm his girlfriend. We're getting married soon. He can't work for your company." My gaze was cold as I shoved her away.

"Caleb? What about him?" Wendy frowned. After a long silence, she suddenly chuckled. She softened her tone and spoke like she was coaxing a child. "I see. You're jealous. Honey, Caleb and I are just coworkers. Really. I'm sorry I couldn't make it today, but don't worry, I promise I'll go to every treatment session after this." As she spoke, she reached out to take off my wet coat. I pushed her hand away, picked up my bag, and headed for the bedroom, scoffing.

"I don't see how you find the time to do so much p**n and still get your class work done." "Well, actually I haven't done any p**n for several weeks." "Oh?" "Jeff has her working with other guys." "Really? And she's still your girlfriend? I see you together, same as always." "Yeah, we are still going together." "That must be interesting. Dating a girl who is making p**n with other guys. Doesn't it bother you that other guys are fucking her?"

“I'm okay.” “Suit yourself,” he said, then called the bartender over. He ordered his drink and while the bartender made it, he began talking to me. “So you're Carter's girlfriend?” he asked. “Is that right?” I nodded. “Yes, that's right. Well, I'm his girlfriend but I also work for him. Roger raised an eyebrow. “What do you do?” “I guess you could say that I'm his assistant,” I said. “At first I was just doing more secretarial work, but it didn't take long before he wanted to give me a promotion.”

The offer of money for payment to pose as his girlfriend—with the possibility of doing what girlfriends and boyfriends do behind a closed door and most of all, the possibility of a marriage contract should they had to—was like a splash of cold water to the face. And that was the reason behind the exorbitant fee he was offering me. That wasn’t even the end of it. The fees mentioned were just for the girlfriend job. There’s going to be a million US dollars for the marriage contact, subject to change depending on what difficulties we might find hard to work out if we do get married. “You are not being paid to prostitute yourself, Gia,” he said last night in a somber tone, though it still had me

“Let's go to my house. So are you staying here until the fiesta?” “Yes, after the fiesta we're going back in Manila. I won't my leave my job last long even though that my boss is my boyfriend. I'm still an employee, our relationship was stay outside the company. So if I'm in inside in his company, I'm her employee not his girlfriend. If I won't work, I don't have money. Maybe everyone thought that I just use Oxen and his money.” she said it in irritated voice. “Then when are you going to visit here again?”

Damnit! she swore tiredly, using the back of her palm to rub her sleepy eyes. It was one of those rare moments he said he loves her but she'd screwed it up this time. She wiped off the coffee spill and sat back before her laptop. Sam was not just her boyfriend. He was her boss. He owned SAM EVENT PLANNERS. The company she worked for. She was grateful to him for giving her the job. And also assigning her to take charge of the contract. When he asked her few months ago to be his girlfriend. She accepted.