Your Boyfriend Day 3 Novels & Stories

Second, the bastard thug had just called himself my boyfriend and they must have found me disgusting for dating a thug. “Jordan…” Damien made to move closer to me but I backed away. The donut box dropping from my hand. “I said ‘act like my boyfriend’ for just five minutes, not ‘act like my fucking husband’ for the rest of your life!” I half-yelled, my fingers curled into a tight fist as I glared hard at Damien. Damien blinked slowly, taking his time to register every detail of my expression into his damn memory, as if he hadn’t expected me to get mad at him for beating a defenseless man to a musk.

"You're very beautiful when you're asleep." I frown at him, and his smile widens. The kind of smile that says he’s enjoying this—enjoying getting under my skin. I don’t react. I refuse to give him that satisfaction. Trevor leans back slightly, tilting his head as he studies me. "It's been three days since I took you," he says, watching my face closely. "And your little boyfriend hasn’t done anything." I raise an eyebrow at that, my expression as blank as I can manage. Liam not doing anything? That doesn’t sound right.

October 10th, 2017 Theressa’s POV "And... let's welcome the most popular player in our school, the one and only Brian!" Applause accompanied Brian's steps as he entered the basketball court. I smiled widely, feeling proud to see my boyfriend being celebrated as one of the esteemed athletes by many people. I couldn't believe today was our 3rd anniversary. I never expected that the person who used to annoy me would become my haven. I don't know how to express my immense love for him.

“What do you mean, you have not seen him since Wednesday?’ he snapped. Ria reached for his hand and stroked him gently, saying, almost apologetically., ‘ My boyfriend is a little upset, he wanted so badly, to meet Erin.’ Boyfriend? thought Philippe in astonishment and felt his manhood harden as she went on stroking his arm, gentle swirling movements, absently enough but making his blood pound and rush straight to his large, thick c*ck which strove to be erect. The man looked unnerved at the grim expression on the large, swarthy Capo’s face but he went on, his anxiety quelled by Ria’s soft voice and calming words. “Actually, he has not been in since Wednesday and today being Saturday…,’ began

A familiar voice grabbed my attention and made me look at the phone. "Good morning, Elena." It can't be possible why does he call now? What does he want to prove? "Why did you call me?" She asked him. "Why can't a boyfriend call his girlfriend?” My eyes widened and my jaw dropped as his words echoed in my ears. "Hey don't act like a real boyfriend?" "What do you think am fake boyfriend?" He chuckled. "Hey don't forget in the next three months we’ll be real boyfriend and girlfriend and our journey will also be the two love birds, everything will be real." He chuckled.

“Don’t worry they’re not trying to ship us this time. I told them you have someone. It’s their anniversary tomorrow and my brothers coming home so they wanted you to come along.” “Ah... I mean I could never say no to them so of course, I’d love to come.” He chuckles nervously again avoiding eye contact. “What?” Sighing, I stare at him before he finally meets my eyes again. “They asked that you bring your boyfriend...” Huh... what did he just say? Boy... Boyfriend. “What?!” He laughs nervously again and I can’t help but echo his nervousness. “I-I... uh... he’s on a trip... so...”

“You want my father to know I woke up in a man’s bed this morning?” He laughed too, the sound rich and warm. “And what would I even introduce you as?” I asked. “Your boyfriend,” he said without hesitation, that cocky grin spreading across his face. Butterflies danced wildly in my belly again. “Am I not your boyfriend for the next three months?” he added, leaning closer with that charming, heart-fluttering look in his eyes. My mood shifted. The butterflies suddenly felt heavier, reminding me this whole thing had an end date. Still, right now, with him looking at me like that, it was hard not to feel wanted.

, I said pushing him off me. "That's no way to treat your new boyfriend", he said and tsked shaking his head at me. "You'll have to teach me. I'm a little rusty" "A little rusty? You nearly maimed me with your bear strength" "So when you said let's do it last week, what did you mean?", I said air quoting around let's do it. " To be honest, I didn't want to think I could ask you to be my girlfriend properly" "I didn't feel like that. I'd probably forget the date in a month"

“You are an awful boyfriend.” The word slipped out so naturally that I didn’t realize what I’d called him until Harvey went quiet. Boyfriend. Something changed in his expression, a slow satisfaction appearing that made warmth crawl up my neck. “You look entirely too pleased with yourself.” “I was wondering when you were going to call me that.” “We’ve been together for three days.” “And?” I shook my head, but I couldn’t stop smiling. “You’re still awful.” Harvey pushed the folder across his desk. “Then your awful boyfriend would like page four fixed before you leave.”

Baddy discreetly motioned at Day, who pretended he wasn't aware that we were speaking of him. “I'm certain about that. Now go on, your boyfriend is waiting.” I grinned at her. “Have fun!” She waved at me before she hastened over to the man who was waiting for her. “So,” I turned to Day. “You..... Hey!” I smacked his hand, “are you insane? Why must you drink from the same cup!” I glared at him. I don't know what to say about him any more. “Your drink tastes a bit different from the others I've tasted,” he grinned, "sure you didn't add any love potion in it?”