My Roster Boyfriend Thought I Was Friday
Language: en
I fell for Ryan at first sight. But I also knew I was just one of his many girlfriends. He thought I loved him the most. After all, I hung on his every word. "You know what, babe? You’re the easiest to keep happy," he murmured. He leaned in, his lips brushing mine. Is that so? I smirked, gently pushing him away. "I’m getting married, Ryan." Ryan’s face wasn't just unforgettable—his physical stamina was also way better than I could have ever imagined. "Babe, I have a client dinner tonight, so I’ll be back late. Don't wait up, just go to sleep," he whispered in the dark room, finding my lips…