Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 118: You Ring?

Before I could explain, Aaron had wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me behind him. I had to say he was quite strong. Seemingly, it happened instantly.

He stared at Vincent fiercely saying in a low voice, as if he was threatening Aaron, “How’s that again?”

I stood behind Aaron. I could see that his biceps tensed up. At this moment, he was like a lion, who was ready to fight for me. Well, he was quite s*xy now. I could tell that his hormones even wrapped around me instantly.

Vincent’s eyes became extremely scarlet. He was staring at Aaron’s hands on my waist. Suddenly, he said in a low voice, as if the master issued the orders to the salve, “Olive, come here!”

I stood in place and didn’t move at all. To be honest, I was tired of his tone, which made me feel that I was his maid and I had to listen to him all the time.

To p*ss him off, I deliberately leaned into Aaron’s arms. Luckily, Aaron instantly understood what I meant, so he wrapped his arms around my waist, pressing my body against his toned muscles.

“Olive, You’re my fiancée! Don’t forget it.” When he saw that I leaned against Aaron’s arms intimately, Vincent kindly

“reminded” me through gritted teeth, “Are you nuts?

of a f*cking game.

quickly” Aa-

Vincent was stunned after hearing that.

forward with a serious face and was about to tug my hands. But he was

Aa-ron.

not as strong as Aaron, so he couldn’t

toward me. I didn’t say anything because I totally had no idea what did he want to do. After a moment, he shouted to Aaron, “She accepted my proposal. Are you blind? She’s wearing the ring on

are my fiancée, what are you doing now? You’re wearing the wedding ring I gave you, but you’re

It turned out he was looking at the diamond ring on my hand. I smiled slightly. He even wore the shirts,

face, the jumping veins on his neck, the red ears…it’s really yucky. It seemed like Emily and I had to

even directly kicked Vincent

stepped on Vincent’s chest, bent down, tugged

f*cking mouth shut. Why don’t you take a close look to see what kind

inches as he turned to look at me, his eyes fixed on the diamond ring in my hand.

little bit sorry for Vincent. After all, that ring was thrown away by him. Somehow,