webnovel

The Love Hate Equation

(CONTAINS R18+ CONTENT) "Are you saying you'd let any man get this close?" "ABSOLUTELY NO!" The words burst out of me, too quick, too honest. His smirk deepens. "Tell me, if I leave you like this, all wound up and aching, will you be sneaking off to use one of your little toys?" "Yes," "Tell me, were you waiting for me to initiate something this past week?" he tugs my shorts more and kisses my navel. My heart hammers and my voice comes out shaky. "N-No." I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing he's right. He chuckles darkly. "Wrong answer. Let's try again." **** **** Yiren The billionaire playboy, Mr. Charming, brat, Manwh*re….. Can’t believe I’m acting as his fake girlfriend despite the reputation he has and despite the past we share. But life challenges you in the worst ways and mine brings me to my biggest enemy when he dangled an irresistible offer in front of my face. And that offer might be my only chance to get my inheritance. So now I’m stuck with Satan’s spawn aka Feng Junjie the golden boy of the business world. But the thing is….. What if I start seeing the real him? JUNJIE I need my life back. A sorry attempt at love had me question everything and forced me away from my brothers. Since my ‘ex best friend’s’ constant accusations had gotten out of control, I might as well pretend to date someone and shut her mouth. My definition of a fake date- Beautiful, sexy, tempting…..umm…. insufferable, annoying, and with a mouth that won’t stop running. The mouth with red lipstick. The mouth I want to…. This arrangement was supposed to be simple: fake dating, clear boundaries, no feelings. But the more he plays the role of her devoted partner, the more the lines between fake and real start to blur. And now, he’s no longer sure where the act ends and his true feelings begin. The catch? Mu Yiren doesn’t believe in love. And she certainly doesn’t believe a man like Feng Junjie is capable of anything but heartbreak. But Feng has never been one to follow the rules. Boundaries? He’s about to break them. Deals? They were made to be rewritten. He’s going all in, and this time, he’s not playing pretend.

dream_ash · Urban
Zu wenig Bewertungen
74 Chs

The couch

JUNJIE

"I'm telling you, this couch isn't coming with us," I declare, staring down at Yiren, who is glued to that ridiculous monstrosity of a couch she calls her 'favorite.' I call it what it is—a sex couch.

"And I'm telling you, I'm not going anywhere without it!" She's sprawled out on it like a queen, legs kicking in the air, defiantly holding court while movers and packers buzz around us like we're not in the middle of this domestic war.

I glare at her, arms crossed, but it's hard to stay mad when she's lying on her stomach, ass in the air, practically begging the universe to bless that perfectly spankable behind. I've never wanted to smack something so bad. I shake my head, trying to focus. Come on, Jun. Get it together.

"Don't make me drag you off that thing," I warn, barely able to keep the growl out of my voice. Does she really think I'm going to let that couch ruin the perfectly curated interior of my place?