His Three Secret Girlfriends Are Me
Language: en
To pull the campus golden boy off his pedestal, I created three separate burner accounts to date him online. My plan was simple: make him fall head over heels, then shatter his heart into a million pieces. Account No. 1 was the "Sweetheart" — high-pitched, needy, and constantly whining about her "tummy rumbling" until he’d Venmo me for UberEats. Account No. 2 was the "Pro-Gamer" — a cold-blooded assassin in League of Legends who carried his sorry ass through matches while teasing him for being a "cute little noob." Account No. 3 was the "Sugar Mommy" — an older, wealthy woman who threw…