My YouTube Prince
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"This is from Jessheart12. She said 'you guys definitely have feelings for each other'" he read out.
"Is that it?" I asked with raised brows
"Yeah" he nodded
"Well, despite what some of you might think. We're just friends" I waved my finger back and forth between us. "Only friends, nothing more. Right?"
I looked at him for affirmation but instead, his eyes met mine with a longing stare that caught me off guard.
He quickly snapped out of the daze and turned to the camera. "Uhm, yeah... Of course, we're just friends"
"I mean, she's not even my type. No offence though" he said and let out an awkward laugh
He didn't sound very convincing to me and I felt like the last part was unnecessary but I shrugged it off and joined in the awkward laughter.
"Next, please" I called out
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Yinka; a rich, London-based Nigerian Singer.
Neye is a working-class university student.
He's the life of every party; handsome, fun, and charismatic but he has some douchebag tendencies.
She's straightforward, gentle, loving and a tad bit spontaneous
She's a religious Christian and he's an audio Christian
He's her boss's son
She's his maid
They don't see eye to eye in most circumstances and blow hot and cold at each other but with a bit of help from YOUTUBE and overzealous fans, sparks might actually begin to fly.
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As if he was aware of being followed, Henry increased his pace further. He got to the elevator while I quickly rushed and slid in before the elevator closes, leaving just the both of us inside the box that felt small because of how intense the atmosphere was. "Why are you a pest?" "I'm your bodyguard. Of course I'm like a human pest." I just couldn't hold it in me. His arrogance was just too much. "Did you just talk back at me?" Henry turned to me, his nose flaring up in anger. "You're fired." ______ Hope is a very beautiful girl, well atleast that's what she tells herself. But being beautiful isn't all there is knowing money ruled the world. Spotting a job with a hundred thousand naira seems like a 'too good to be true' phase to Hope. And it proved her point when her eyes sets in on the pronoun. He/him. Much bad news surfaces when she realizes such pronoun suits the job perfectly. Being a body guard. Hope being the hustler she sets herself to be isn't going to let a gender stop her as she finds means on making the opportunity work in her favour. They say, nothing a man won't do for money. Especially when being strapped. Right now, Hope is the definition of STRAPPED. Starts : 7/12/2021 Completed : 6/9/2022 Achievements : #2 - Nigerian - 4/04/22 #1 - Hustling - 11/04/22 Cover by Eddy622Complete
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We stand in silence, as I sip my water, and he watches me do it. Finally, he breaks the silence. "I'm sorry if I... offended you by sleeping in your bed last night. This morning. Whatever." "It's fine. You didn't do anything." He nods, his eyes far away, as if thinking of how to word his views. "I didn't do anything... but I wanted to. I wanted to so badly." I nearly choke on my water. I don't know what's worse; his confession, or how nonchalantly he says it, as if he's reading the weather. "Come again?" I say, thinking that I must have heard him wrong. He shrugs. "I want to fuck you." Again, he is as nonchalant as ever. I just stare stupidly, my mouth agape. He closes my mouth, grinning at me, wicked intentions in his eyes. Not so nonchalant anymore, I see. "Um, I-I...I don't..." I stop talking, realising what a total idiot I sound like, while his grin broadens. In that second, I am grateful for my dark skin, as he can't see me blushing. "Tongue-tied?" My cheeks get hotter. "Shut the fuck up." He actually laughs. "Don't worry, honey," he says, his hot breath brushing against my face, shocking me. When did he get this close? "One day," he whispers, now in my ear,"I will fuck you." I realise that my eyes are closed and I open them. He's gone. I stand there frozen, in total shock. What the actual fuck just happened? *** When all you know is disappointment, you become your own best friend. You isolate yourself from everyone else. You need no one; love is a weakness. That's the case with me. Then, Prince Charming rides in and changes everything. Except, he isn't a prince. He is light, but he holds darkness; he is joy, but he knows pain; he is beauty, but within him is imperfection and ugliness. He is just like me, but he is also my opposite. He is the Yin to my Yang. *** A lot of the original sexual content has been removed from this version, but the extra R rated one is also on my profile. *** β’Mature, 18Complete
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"What?! Why? I mean, what do you mean?" Redverse says "We can't be friends anymore, I can't be your friend," I tell him. "One," he says "One, what?" I ask. "Reason," he replies. "You're acting a little different to be only my friend. You look at me differently like more than friends. And I don't want to be more cause I might lose you. " I want to say that, but I can't. ***************** When a handsome stranger helps Essence calm down before her medical final clinical exam, she can't help but think of those brown eyes from time to time. She wonders if she will ever meet him again. At least, that's what she hopes for. Essence FawnVine has always wished men would look her way throughout her three years of college. But for unknown reasons, they never did, and she had made peace with that fact. On top of that, she is used to having male friends who never wanted to cross the friendly borderline, even when she was ready to cross the friendzone. It's in those moments when she decided never to allow herself to cross the friendzone ever again. But when a 27 years old, famous Anesthesiologist specialist, Redverse Fontaine, comes into the picture, she is tempted to go against her own rule. And it seems Redverse has every intention to make her break her own rule. Will Redverse succeed in that? And will Essence finally give in to the temptation? [Word Count 20,000-30,000]Complete
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As if he was aware of being followed, Henry increased his pace further. He got to the elevator while I quickly rushed and slid in before the elevator closes, leaving just the both of us inside the box that felt small because of how intense the atmosphere was. "Why are you a pest?" "I'm your bodyguard. Of course I'm like a human pest." I just couldn't hold it in me. His arrogance was just too much. "Did you just talk back at me?" Henry turned to me, his nose flaring up in anger. "You're fired." ______ Hope is a very beautiful girl, well atleast that's what she tells herself. But being beautiful isn't all there is knowing money ruled the world. Spotting a job with a hundred thousand naira seems like a 'too good to be true' phase to Hope. And it proved her point when her eyes sets in on the pronoun. He/him. Much bad news surfaces when she realizes such pronoun suits the job perfectly. Being a body guard. Hope being the hustler she sets herself to be isn't going to let a gender stop her as she finds means on making the opportunity work in her favour. They say, nothing a man won't do for money. Especially when being strapped. Right now, Hope is the definition of STRAPPED. Starts : 7/12/2021 Completed : 6/9/2022 Achievements : #2 - Nigerian - 4/04/22 #1 - Hustling - 11/04/22 Cover by Eddy622
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