All Chapters of Fated love: Chapter 41 - Chapter 49

"I'm going to the dance floor to dance my sorrow away," Cleo announced, her voice laced with a blend of defiance and heartbreak. She stood up from her seat with a graceful determination, brushing off the concerned look Claire gave her. Without another word, she turned and made her way toward the pulsing rhythm of the dance floor, her heels clicking against the tiles as she disappeared into the crowd, the neon lights catching the shimmer of her dress.‎‎Meanwhile, Zoe had just arrived at the club. She paused near the entrance, scanning the vibrant, crowded room in search of an empty table. Her eyes flicked across the sea of bodies swaying to the music, until they landed on a familiar figure moving fluidly under the flashing lights. There she was.‎‎Zoe’s breath caught for a second. She recognized her immediately, the same woman she had once sent someone to quietly investigate. Cleo. Even now, with the music thundering and the lights dimmed, her beauty was undeniable. A beauty that, d

‎Seeing Sebastian with a troubled look for the first time since they'd become friends, Jackson couldn’t hold back his amusement. He burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the dimly lit VIP room of his club.‎‎“What happened?” Sebastian asked through clenched teeth, clearly annoyed. He knew exactly why Jackson was laughing, it was at him. At his misery. But despite the irritation boiling inside him, Sebastian held back the urge to punch his foolish friend in the face. He needed Jackson’s help right now, more than ever.‎‎“Okay, okay, I’m not laughing anymore,” Jackson said, raising his hands in surrender, although a crooked grin still played on his face. “Let me call her. Let’s hear what she says.”‎‎Sebastian nodded stiffly, trying to keep his cool. He watched closely as Jackson took out his phone and dialed.‎‎“Hey, Miss Jone,” Jackson said casually once the call connected. He immediately put it on speaker so Sebastian could hear the entire conversation.‎‎“To what do I

‎When she reached her limit, she charged at edward kiss her like her life depends on it.‎‎Edward brain shut down for a moment, before it started working, as he started responding to her kiss. As the kiss get more intense Claire hand started roaming around his body.‎‎Hey calm down we can't do this here," Edward said looking at her eager eyes and bend down carried her away from the restroom and headed to his personal private room in the club, as Sebastian and Jackson also have there own. As they reach the top floor Edward was so hard that his boxer was all full of precum, as he reached the door step he put her down and bring his key out, he open the door and take her inside using his leg to close the door behind him as he charge at Claire devouring her lips as if his life depends on it.‎‎Claire also respond back with the same energy, after what feel like forever, he release her to let her breath, but to his surprised she started undoing his shirt button, and she undid his belt and

‎Seeing her laugh so freely, almost mockingly, made something twist inside him, annoyance mixed with insecurity. He had braced himself for this moment, half-expecting it to end in rejection. Her laughter only confirmed his fears, but he had come too far to turn back now.‎‎“I truly love you,” he said, his voice steady despite the turmoil inside. “If you can just give me a chance to prove myself…” His eyes searched hers, his tone devoid of hesitation. He didn’t care that she was laughing; what mattered was that she heard him.‎‎The humor slowly faded from her face as she caught sight of his expression, serious, vulnerable, yet determined. She paused, the corner of her mouth dropping as the mood shifted between them.‎‎“Even though I’m… pursuing Edward,” she began carefully, “that doesn’t mean you can’t pursue me too.” Her eyes flicked over his face, trying to make sense of the emotions there,longing, stubbornness, maybe even hurt. “You don’t get to decide that.”‎‎He blinked, unsur

‎She grabbed her phone, still straddling him, the hem of the sheet slipping from her back, exposing the smooth curve of her spine to his hungry gaze. Her fingers fumbled with the screen as she glanced at the caller ID, sighing in relief when she saw it was nothing urgent. With a flick of her thumb, she silenced the call and tossed the phone aside, letting it land softly on the mattress.‎‎“I’ll call them back later,” she said, her voice low and smoky now, very different from the shy mumble moments before.‎‎He raised a brow, lips curving into a slow, knowing smile. “Oh? And what changed your mind?”‎‎She met his eyes with a boldness that hadn't been there earlier, her confidence returning as the weight of the night settled back into her limbs and memory. She leaned down, her chest brushing against his, their skin sparking with heat where it met. Her lips hovered just above his, barely touching.‎‎“Maybe I remembered how good last night felt,” she whispered, her breath teasing his