The Moment I Stepped Into His World as the Fake Girlfriend, I Became the Real Prize novel Chapter 11

“Xavier, want to pick one first?”

Someone pointed at the girls, but Xavier waved them off casually. “No, not interested. I’m being a faithful boyfriend.”

He spun an unlit cigarette between his long fingers.

Elena didn't have a smoking addiction and disliked the smell. She only smoked when she was overwhelmed with negative emotions.

The first time she caught Xavier smoking, she made it clear she didn't want him smoking around her.

She remembered his reaction. He had raised his eyes, looking slightly amused. “Babe, you’re pretty bold, trying to boss me around.”

Then, he extinguished the cigarette instantly, like a wolf tamed by its master. “If Babe doesn’t like it, I’ll quit. I’ll listen to you.”

And he did. She never saw him touch a cigarette again.

But now, even though it was unlit, she realized he hadn’t truly quit.

“Faithful? Xavier, you’re way too deep in character!”

His response made everyone in the room roar with laughter.

“That’s our Xavier! Even disguised as a broke guy, he still has women falling head over heels, willing to pay to keep him!”

“Exactly. Elena isn’t rich, but she’s willing to support Xavier. She must be madly in love! It’s hilarious she doesn’t know the pennies she gives him can’t even buy him a single glass of liquor here.”

“Xavier is a legend! We thought a woman with Elena’s looks would aim high and hook a billionaire, but the moment Xavier made his move, she was dead set on roughing it out with him. We concede defeat!”

As they spoke, the girls kneeling on the floor stood up and leaned seductively against the men's legs.

One girl eyed Xavier, eager to make a move. He was the center of this group, his mysterious identity radiating power.

“I just haven’t gotten tired of sleeping with her yet. You guys have no idea. She looks all sweet and gentle, but she’s a block of ice. The slightest thing goes wrong, and she gives me the cold shoulder, making me jump through hoops to coax her. She treats me like a damn dog!”

He crushed the cigarette between his fingers, watching the tobacco drift to the floor. “The worst part? Our first time, there was no blood on the sheets. I wasn’t even her first!”

“I took such a huge loss on her and wasted so much time. I’ll deal with it once I find out who that bastard was!”

Inexplicably, everyone swallowed hard, and a moment of silence fell over the room.

“I get it, Xavier. You’ve always had pure girls, so taking someone else's leftovers must feel like a grievance! But Xavier, a woman that wild has probably had countless men. She might be dirtier than a hooker!”

Someone broke the silence, harshly criticizing Elena.

After his rant, he shifted his tone, offering a sleazy suggestion. “Speaking of which, whenever you get tired of playing with her, let your brothers know. I wouldn’t mind taking over for some fun.”

“Dirty or not, Elena’s face and body are absolutely top-tier. In bed, she’s got to be... tsk, mind-blowing. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have kept her around this long!”