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Chloe Summers fucked a stripper
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I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper What now, husband?
Chloe As soon as Logan opened the door to our room, that familiar weight settled on my chest again. The air here always felt heavy, filled with memories I wanted to forget. I wanted to turn back, and escape before the door shut, but he was faster. The click of the latch behind me sounded like the lock of a cage.He released my wrist, exhaling sharply as his hand fell to his side. His face was flushed with anger, a vein pulsing at his temple. His jaw clenched, and he raked a hand through his hair, restless, like a man who didn’t know what to do with his rage.I stood near the wall, watching him. He was pissed as if he was the victim in all this. It almost made me laugh. Everything that had happened, the humiliation, the cruelty, the betrayal, had started with him. He was the reason I was treated like garbage by his family, why Amelia had the confidence to walk into my home as if she owned it. He had built my misery piece by piece, and now he looked like the one suffering.What right d
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper It is what it is
Chloe All this time, I’d been asking questions about my memory, what happened to me, and why even Stella, who never hid anything from me, suddenly kept her mouth shut. But nobody answered, they danced around it, avoided my eyes, and changed the subject.At first, I thought they were just being careful. But now, as I looked at Amelia, clutching her stomach, I knew the truth.Amelia was pregnant with Logan's child.Could her pregnancy really be the reason I lost my memories? No. That was impossible. Even if Amelia and Logan had caused me to lose my child, finding out she was pregnant still wouldn’t have made me forget. I would have taken my anger out on them instead.And right now, even after learning the truth, I couldn’t even tell what I felt. Was it anger? Hatred? Or nothing at all?Which meant only one thing, something else had happened. Something bigger, that broke me in a way I didn’t want to remember.Whatever it was, it was worse than I imagined.I crossed my legs slowly, sinki
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper She wants to harm me!
ChloeThere were many things Amelia had done to me. Many things one woman should never do to another. And yet, she did them all without hesitation.The funny thing was, I never truly hated her for any of those things. Why would I? She wouldn’t be the first person I had trusted who betrayed me. She wouldn’t be the first woman Logan found himself interested in either. But there was one thing, I could never forgive, and forget.It was the day I learned how truly dangerous women could be.Amelia had sex with Logan while I was screaming in pain, blood soaking down my legs. Even if she wanted him so badly, even if she wanted to secure her place in his bed, she didn’t have to keep moving on top of him while I begged for help. She didn’t have to look down at me with that gleam in her eyes, satisfaction curling her lips as she saw me suffer.Even if Logan refused to help, she could’ve called someone, but she didn’t. Instead, she let me crawl across the cold floor, trembling, my voice hoarse f
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper I’d just messed with the wrong woman?
Amelia One thing I’ve always known about this world, if you want to survive, no, if you want to win, you can’t wait for mercy. You have to carve your own way through, even if it means dragging others down along with you. Weakness doesn’t get you anywhere. Pity doesn’t feed you.That’s why I never hesitated the first time I seduced Logan White.Some people would call it betrayal, seducing the husband of the woman who once helped me when I was nothing but dirt on the floor. But to me? Logan wasn’t Chloe’s husband. He was an opportunity. He was the gateway to the kind of life I deserved, the life I had been craving for since I was a girl.A comfortable, luxurious, and secure life.Chloe could play her little saintly games all she wanted, seeing the good in people, helping them, only to get stabbed in the back. I wasn’t like her. I knew from a young age that kindness was just another word for foolishness.For me, men were like pawns, and puppets. Pull the right strings, show them they’re
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper We’ll stand by your side
Chloe“I’m telling you, she hit her head. Maybe the memory loss is worse, her whole personality might have changed with her memory.”“I also think so. It’s like she became a completely different person. I mean, she was always obedient, but this is different. I’ve never seen her act so calmly.”“What is she planning?”“You know, who cares if she’s different? She’s exactly as we always wanted her. It’s good for us, Mother. Let’s use her as our slave.” Their laughter echoed in the living room.I stayed in the kitchen, knife gliding through onions. An apron was tied neatly around my waist, and I smiled, humming a soft tune as if the ridicule outside these walls didn’t exist. The maids glanced at me from the corners of their eyes. They knew what was being said in the other room, and by now they must have expected me to break down, fidget, and shrink like before, but instead, I acted indifferent.“Please, pass me the salt,” I said lightly.The head cook handed it to me, her movements hesi
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper This was only the first move on the chessboard.
Chloe“You just need to act normal. Don’t show any signs that will make them suspicious. Just a few more days, Chloe. You can do it.”Stella’s voice replayed in my head as the car rolled to a stop in front of the looming mansion.I turned my head, staring out the tinted window. The sight before me was unchanged. The mansion stood there, its walls carrying memories I could never scrub clean. Normally, on the way back here, my pulse would quicken, my stomach tightening with disgust, but not today.Today, I felt nothing.I exhaled slowly and dragged my hand through my hair. A few more days. That was what Tristain and Stella had promised me. A few more days until Tristan’s plan was set into motion, until my mother and I were free.I didn’t know if the plan would work. I didn’t know if this would be my last chance, or just another cruel game fate would play with me. But I did know one thing, I would not let this chance slip through my fingers.My hands clenched in my lap, my nails pressin
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