RYAN. If Claire wasn't a demon herself, I would've thought she was already in love with me and had flared up out of jealousy for bringing a girl to the night club. Her angry words rang in my ears repeatedly, her dark eyes and sexy body image flashed in my head till I decided to go talk to her. Geez...I hate troublesome girls. She was at the bar with some friends I recognize. They acknowledged me with fist bumps, then I finally faced her. She was fuming, rushing her drinks. "Hey that's enough" I grabbed her drink to stop her from drinking more. "Claire, she's just a friend" I said gently, aware of my environment and the pair of eyes watching us intently. I wasn't even lying when I said the girl is just a friend, I mean we're not enemies. She's a friend I recently made and plan on having her sexually. I want her body and she wants my money, period. No feelings attached. Claire was still gloomy, I brought my mouth to her ear, grazing my lips over her earlobes as I whisper "Let's t
RYAN. I've never felt so uncomfortable in my life before because I've never been introduced as a boyfriend to a whole family so this is new to me. How do I act?How do I not fuck things up?How do I behave like the nice boyfriend I'm not to people who would probably scrutinize the life out of me?I'm known to be a stoic guy, but deep down some things hit my feelings and I've also realized that the only girl capable of throwing words that would strike me emotionally in either a positive or negative manner is this fake angelic girl taking slow steps towards me and smiling at me like I'm her one and only handsome celebrity crush. You see there's one reason I like to be around her no matter how bad her personality is and that reason is her beauty, from her face to her whole curvy body. Her face is presently makeup free and her outfit was casual --a short denim skirt with a white tiny straps top. She pulled off that sexiness in a simple outfit.I know she's not a beauty on the inside
CLAIRE. Harley and Henry took a cab to the hospital and by the time they arrived, fat tears were already flowing down my cheeks freely, unstoppable tears. "Stop crying, Claire, it won't solve the problem" Harry said but I could clearly see the redness of his eyes and the way it was moistened. The emotions displaying in those blue eyes were so raw and moving. "It won't solve the problem, yeah but do you think it's really easy not to break down in this situation? This is our dad we're talking about here!" Henry snapped at his twin brother, pacing around the reception. He's right. It's hard not to allow the tears stream down. It's really hard. "We..." Henry stopped pacing, panting softly "We don't even know if he's gonna survive this or not" He stood akimbo and whispered "I'm scared" Harry rose to his feet sharply "He's going to survive this alright? He's not gonna die" he faced me, fear written all over his face, an expression he rarely wears. "Claire? Tell me he's not gonna di
RYAN. The day the surgery was to be performed on Claire's uncle who I now know to be Mr Michaelson, whose condition was critical than his family had thought, I was at the hospital with Claire and you know the ridiculous thing? I don't know why I'm still here with her, but I just wanna be there. I'd wanted to have a discussion with her about an important upcoming dinner party hosted by the family of Martins I'm desperately trying to impress. It's their wedding anniversary and Claire's got a big role to play since she would be there as my date but I couldn't even go close to the topic, not when she was trying to sink in the surgery informations. Paying for the medical fees, I didn't see it as an advance payment for her acts as a fake girlfriend, but as something more reasonable, something significant. Isn't it absurd to help her with the medical fees as an advance payment? So when I cleared the medical bills, I thought about it as an act of a good hearted person and then she'll sti
CLAIRE.Uncle Leo smiled weakly at me, but beneath the weak smile, I could see he was really happy to see his family, we're happy to see him too, alive."Anytime something's wrong somewhere, you shouldn't keep it to yourself, we all got scared like shits during your surgery" Harry said holding uncle Leo's hand tightly. Uncle leo squinted his eyes at Harry for obvious reasons, the use of 'shits' in his sentence was highly prohibited. "Sorry" Harry mumbled without even looking apologetic. He's back to being expressionless. "But Harry is right" I said softly blinking slowly at uncle Leo. The doctor had talked about some shits going on with him for a while before the surgery and even if I don't understand most of what the doc said, I knew they're not nice which is what created the big fear in me, Ryan had surprisingly been my comforter when I cried my eyes out. I skimmed my fingers over my arm as I remembered the way his warm palms felt on my body and the way my head fitted perfectl
RYAN. The stares of astonishment Claire and I got as we walked together as couples, hand in hand, made me feel my head grow thrice it's size. A loud sassy voice in my head keeps screaming "Hell yeah! We're the power couples, go fuck yourselves!"No one was expecting me to bring a lady to the party, and let's not forget a beautiful lady, as my girlfriend. They think I'd be alone or come with someone I roll in sheets with and pay some dollars to. I know Claire doesn't like me, the feeling is comfortably mutual, but another thing I know about Claire is that she wouldn't go around acting like a bitch in the public just to piss me off. She would rather rile me up secretly, when no one's looking to know how demonic she actually is. I'd have been killed by a demon by now if I wasn't so strong myself. She's been acting well so far. Her laughter was low and genuine, her smiles are charming, her voice is adorable, and the little body contact she makes with mine is heartwarming. I wouldn't h
CLAIRE. It was awkward to have a normal conversation with someone you thought you'd end up dating one day, especially with his pretty elegant date at his side and your fake boyfriend who happens to be an asshole and his buddy at your own side.I never got a text from Dave since the day after the club party I'd gotten drunk and I'd gotten carried away with other activities going on around me that I didn't even think about him after that day except someone brings up his topic, but that doesn't change the fact that I like being around because I like him? I'm not certain about that, but what's there not to like about Dave? His smile, his gentle demeanor, his physique, everything about him is just so attractive. His date looked so much like Cassie but I can't say the same about the personality aspect. There's this feeling of wanting to be in her shoes that I felt within me as she stood like a model beside Dave looking good together. Mia was struggling to hide her dislike for me, but i
CLAIRE. Mia sized me up by raising and bringing low her fake but natural_looking long and dark eyelashes. I don't know if she did that to abash me, but I know I don't feel intimidated. I stood confidently and gallantly like I was trying to pose as a model. She noticed my standing posture and tightly pressed her lips together in displeasure. She definitely doesn't like me at all. I don't blame her, any normal girl would get jealous at the scene of her hot date laughing freely with a 'female friend', but you can't blame me also, I really enjoy Dave's company, and its been that way since the moment I met him. He's got this natural vibes that sits well with me and just so hard to ignore. Mia and I didn't exchange a single word even as Dave and I kept talking about few things. My studying eyes kept sliding to her hard ones. I hope I don't get murdered soon by a jealous date. She hooked her arm into Dave's arm possessively, eyeing my every move like an evil spirit, gosh, it's beginnin
CLAIRE. I feel my heart softening towards Ryan. I took a sharp breath. "Ryan, you are messing my head up" "I want you back, Claire. I want you for real this time..."I want him in my life too, but... "The contract" I mentioned. "Fuck the contract, it's gonna get terminated" He pushed back his full hair. "I just want you in my life. I wasn't able to sleep well, or eat well. I couldn't even think straight, I felt like I've lost you forever" He whispered. It was obvious he is not the normal Ryan I know, some things are not right about him. I observed him again, and I noticed he lost weight, his dark eyes told me he wasn't getting enough rest and the sincerity in his eyes is so clear and bright, I don't think that can be faked. I gazed at him speechlessly, suppressing the urge to fall into his arms. "What can I do to make you accept me?" He asked slowly. I sighed. "I can go on my kneels right now, right here if you want" He said, rushing his words and sounding eager. I couldn't h
CLAIRE. I cried on Terry's shoulder, and he was nice enough not to ask me questions. When I got home earlier today, he noticed something was off about me and walked after me to my bedroom. As soon as he entered, I unintentionally broke down in front of him. "I feel so down, Terry. It hurts so much" I poured out with croaked voice. "I know, I know" he whispered, smoothening my hair with his palm "I'm gonna kill him"I raised my head from his shoulder to look at him squarely "Please, don't do that, don't hurt him""But, he hurt you" he reminded me softly. "I still love him" I sobbed. He sighed, raking his fingers through his hair. "And please don't tell Charles about any of this" I pleaded, holding his arm."Including the fake relationship?" He asked with a frown. "Yes, please"He reluctantly nodded in agreement "Okay""Thank you"I placed my head on his shoulder to continue my weeping. I can't believe I'm crying over a guy I never had a real relationship with. I'm just so stupi
CLAIRE. "He proposed to you after the date?" Terry questioned, eyeing the ring from where he sat in the living room. It took me five seconds to answer him as the memory of the day Ryan gave me the ring flashed to my head, I smiled "Yeah, he did"He tilted his head "And you said yes to a fake marriage?" "Lower the volume of your voice, my uncle might hear you" I warned him sternly. "Sorry" he whispered "You said yes to a fake marriage?" He repeated in a whisper. "I did"He closed and reopened his eyes quickly. "Wait, rewind, rewind, rewind" He said dramatically, gesticulating with his hands. "So, you guys were in a fake relationship, yeah?""Yeah" I confirmed. He folded his arms across his chest "Are you telling me the touchy touchy and those seductive looks in the club was all for a show?""I..I think I already had feelings for him at that time" I answered, almost stuttering."The way you look at him..." He narrowed his eyes at me "Explains everything"I twisted the edge of my s
RYAN. "Good morning" Claire's cheerful voice made me turn my head towards the entrance door. The moment my eyes met with hers, all words flew into thin air. Oh, great! I thought my feelings will start to dwindle after the sex we had, instead, the exact opposite is happening. Her morning look can easily pass as my weakness anytime, and then to top it, her beautiful smile. "Hey, I uhmm..." She walked closer to the table "Brought you this" she dropped the plate of sliced apple she was holding on the table. "Thank you" I said slowly, typing with half concentration. "You are welcome" she said in a singsong. I licked my lips, trying not to get distracted by her beautiful face and voice. "So I got your note..." She began.I slowed my fingers on the keyboard, expecting her next words. "You could have just talked to me in person instead of sending a note"I did that because I was avoiding her, avoiding all troubles that came with this romantic feelings, but she's right. Talking to he
CLAIRE. I caressed Ryan's hard-on, watching as he lost all control. I got my own joy from watching his reaction and getting to feel the hardness and hugeness of his dick. "Claire" he breathed "Are you trying to kill me?" His voice was getting unclear and raspy. "We are really doing this...."I gazed at him, and he gazed back with lust filled eyes, then I climbed on his laps to straddle him. "Yeah, we are"I kissed him slowly and teasingly, twisting my body on his thighs. I felt his erection go harder as we progressed with our desirous kiss, it added a whole new fire to how I feel. "Claire, you're gonna be the death of me" he whispered raspingly, and sped up the french kiss afterwards. He pulled my nightie down to my waist, exposing my breasts, and his shirt was off his body too, revealing his attractive naked chest and his little tattoos. He kissed me all over my skin, while I wrapped my hand around the back of his head, whispering his name, then he flipped me over the bed, touch
RYAN. I feel really nervy like I'm about to go for a real marriage proposal tonight. I don't wanna fuck this up. Knowing Claire, one little mistake might make her reject the proposal, fake or not, or she might get into an argument with me and ruin the engagement plans. I breathed out for calmness before going downstairs to meet her, but I when I got there, expecting to see her in her beauty glory, I got disappointed with her absence. I almost rolled my eyes. Girls. I bet she is still taking her time to prettify herself. She is supposed to be the one to wait for me here considering she was the first to start the dress, but look who's waiting now. Soon, I heard the sound of her heels clinking to the tiles as she took slow, majestic steps down the stairs. Oh my God. This girl is beautifully created. Claire is so damn gorgeous.Her black, short gown which stopped above her knees and fitted her body, clinging to the right parts like it was destined for her body, was matching with my u
CLAIRE. After taking a cold shower, I found it very hard to fall asleep. I got out of the room and headed to the kitchen for something to eat, drink , or do, just anything to get Ryan out of my head. I still feel his hands on my body and I want it back there for real. I ended up taking some water before going back to the bedroom. I didn't get completely calmed, but a least the water seems to work to some extent. I wonder if Ryan is has fallen asleep, or he is busy with work on his laptop or probably sorting out some paperwork. The sound of his bedroom door closing told me he is very much wide awake. I got off from the big bed and walked towards the exit of the bedroom, but when I got to the front of the door, I halted. 'What the hell are you doing, Claire?' A sassy voice questioned. Good question. What am I doing?Well, I don't care about what I'm doing, as long as I'm just doing them to remain normal, especially in the head, since all in my brain box is just him. I opened the
RYAN. Claire and I got home safely, and that is enough for me to say a little Thanksgiving prayer under my breath, I mean, it wasn't easy for me with the temptations that kept creeping in while I was handling the wheel.My blood was so hot from desire, and I thought I was the only one that felt it to that degree until Claire took me by surprise by kissing me with the same hotness I feel. The kiss feels really heated, filled with so much passion and unspoken desires. I sat on the couch and with my hands under her thighs, I made her sit on my laps, then palmed both sides of her ass which was shoot out in the short sext dress that clung to her body. She straddled me, kissing me deeply with a hand at the back of my head, massaging my scalp which gave a real soothing feeling. One of my hands crawled under her short dress, making direct contact with her warm, smooth skin while we feast on each other's mouth. My aim is to get my hands up and feel her wetness, because I am so arousrd at
CLAIRE. I am trying so hard not to get affected by Ryan but I'm failing that task. It sounds easy, and it should be with any other guy, but trust me, it is not even close to simple when the guy in question is a hot one every girl wants to end up in bed with. During the ride to the nightclub, I caught him taking glimpses at me many times that I ended up losing count. The club, which is the venue for the birthday party is exquisite and full of wealthy people.Glancing at him as I walked side by side with him, I realized he is the same in the business world as he is in this type of wild world, apparently he is popular here too. He doesn't have a smile on his face, and he isn't going for unnecessary chats, just accurate observations gotten with confidence and intelligence. We strode straight to the bar, and ordered our drinks. The birthday celebrant soon noticed us and came over to greet us. The curiousity in his eyes did not go unnoticed by me, but he didn't press us with many quest