Behind The Fake Names

Behind The Fake Names

  • WpView
    Dibaca 184
  • WpVote
    Vote 28
  • WpPart
    Bab 10
WpMetadataReadBersambung51jt
WpMetadataNoticePublikasi terakhir Kam, Jul 10, 2025
WpInfo
Fiksi
Romansa
They met in a group chat for RP-strangers behind screen names, hiding their real lives. She was sharp-tongued, independent, and street-smart. He was a smooth-talking flirt-typical playboy vibes. Naturally, they clashed. Arguments were their love language. But slowly, banter turned into late-night conversations. Confessions replaced jokes. They got used to each other's online presence like it was home. Still, they never asked about real names, real faces. There was comfort in the mystery. What they didn't know? They already knew each other in real life-and hated each other. He was the spoiled son of a rich businessman; she was a hardworking scholar from a place where every day felt like a fight. Worlds apart. When their identities were finally revealed, the truth hurt more than they expected. But love, strange as it is, doesn't care about backgrounds-or past grudges. Now they're stuck with one question: Was the love they built online enough to survive the truth offline?
Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang
#516
reallife
WpChevronRight
Bergabunglah dengan komunitas bercerita terbesarDapatkan rekomendasi cerita yang dipersonalisasi, simpan cerita favoritmu ke perpustakaan, dan berikan komentar serta vote untuk membangun komunitasmu.
Illustration

anda mungkin juga menyukai

  • Deception (Urban Fiction)
  • If We Ever Meet Again
  • ♥︎What A Destiny ♥︎~completed ✔️
  • Blades and Secrets
  • 𝑵𝒐 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝑯𝒊𝒎
  • The players will pay
  • Out of Time
  • Started!
  • PBS #1:The Billionaires Mistress
  • One hour Agreement

Warning: Mature audiences only. "I love you," he whispered seductively in my ears sending chills throughout my entire body. I was more than in love with this man. He had my mind going wild with just a single touch of his soft hands against my skin. "I want you," he says as he gently pulls me into his arms and kisses my lips passionately. Making my body want more of the sensational feeling his affection created in my body. I was most definitely sprung and I honestly didn't want this amazing feeling he gave me to ever end. He was phenomenal, and he had all of the attributes I looked for in a man. He was fine as hell, romantic, consistent, loyal, funny, active, and had money. "How can a man be so perfect?" I thought in my head as I looked lustfully into his dark brown eyes. "Or maybe he isn't as perfect as I think?" I questioned myself being opened to the possibility that I was slightly blinded by his perfections. "Or what if he's playing me and he's not who I think he is at all?" I thought jokingly, quickly eliminating that possibility. ****************** Who is this wondrous man? is he as great as he seems? Or are the possibilities endless? Follow Nevaeh Nicole Johnson on her search for happiness. Maybe she's already found it? But you'll have to find out.

Detail lengkap
WpActionLinkPanduan Muatan