Always Only You Chloe Liese Novels & Stories

The Breaking Point The music roared toward its conclusion, and Lulu was practically vibrating with excitement. She was Chloe’s most vocal advocate, her screams of "Goddess!" echoing off the soundproofed walls. "Chloe! I love you! You’re the only queen in Sea City!" Chloe, exhilarated by the movement and the music, let the mask of the "perfect socialite" slip. She executed a final, sharp twist of her hips, her long hair fanning out like a silken wing. As she slowed to the beat, she caught Lulu’s eye, bit her lip playfully, and threw a wink that was so full of unadulterated charm it seemed to stop time.

I can’t tell you about mine, Chloe, because you’re likely going to ram a machete into my head, I thought. “I’m not seeing anyone.” This time she heard the lie. She looked at me like I was five. “Don’t lie, Nina, it’s written all over your face. Tell me.” Trying to smile, I just shrugged. “It’s new.” Chloe sat back with a knowing smirk. “Ah. Don’t want to jinx it, huh? I understand, I get it. But don’t think you can hold out on me for long. I’ll get you to tell me about it soon enough. I always get the truth!”

Chloe’s face paled as she realized where this was heading. “What does this have to do with me?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly. Lucas turned to face Chloe, his gaze cold and unyielding. “The blogger revealed that you were behind the entire scheme. You paid them to post the photos and create the scandal.” The room fell silent. Chloe’s mouth opened and closed as she struggled to find words. “This is ridiculous!” Chloe finally burst out, her voice shrill with panic. “I would never do something like that! Alex, you can’t seriously believe this—this lie!”

Clarisse Dubois’s face was a mask of cold fury, but her eyes held no suspicion about the call—only a deep, seething embarrassment. “Who was that?” Clarisse asked, her voice tight. “No one. A… a friend checking in,” Chloe lied smoothly, her heart hammering against her ribs. “After… all this.” Clarisse’s scrutiny was a blade. Chloe felt it slice right through the layers of lies she’d plastered over her face. 'If she finds out… If anyone finds out… Dad will kill me.' Her chest tightened. No, not kill — worse. He would marry her off to someone else that wasn't Zachary Grant.

If Chloe, with her sharp senses, can’t smell it, then what the hell is going on? She looks at me, her gaze probing. “Ugh, I can’t believe I’m actually asking this…” she mutters, running her hand through her hair. “But are you sure you’re alright, Karl? You look a bit... off.” “I’m fine,” I lie, my mind racing. The scent, why do I recognize it? And why am I the only one who does? Chloe holds my gaze for a moment longer before nodding. “Alright, if you say so. But if you keep acting all broody and mysterious, people are going to start thinking you’re up to something.”

Now it's your turn to stutter. ​Chloe's voice broke as she dropped into a chair across from them. "No… no, he's lying." ​But nothing about Alexander's unyielding grip on Adrienne suggested a lie. ​"No. Impossible." Chloe shot to her feet, her eyes snapping from Adrienne to Alexander. "I know exactly what this is." She gave a low, mocking chuckle, folding her arms as she sneered at Adrienne. ​"You do?" Adrienne asked sweetly, torturing her by hugging Alexander's arm tighter and resting her head against him—just as Chloe used to do in the office.

Chloe rubbed beneath one eye, only managing to smear the mascara even further. Elena walked closer. “What happened?” “Nothing.” “Chlo.” “I'm fine.” “You're crying.” “I'm not.” A fresh tear rolled down Chloe's cheek. Elena stared at her. Chloe wiped it away and somehow made the mascara worse. Elena almost laughed. “You're terrible at lying.” Chloe looked at her through her fingers. “So are you.” Elena paused. The comment landed differently. She pulled a chair closer to the bed and sat. “What's going on?”

"She's lying. I remember now. She's not older. We were twins. Created simultaneously. But she failed the empathy tests. Killed her handlers. They were going to terminate her. I begged them not to. They put her in stasis instead." "You saved me," Genesis agreed. "How kind. How foolish. Because now I'm awake and you're powerless. How does that feel, sister? Being ordinary while I remain extraordinary?" Trina moved protectively in front of both girls. "Nobody's touching either of them." "Noble. Stupid. But noble." Genesis tilted her head. "You're the spy who fell in love with her target. The woman who can't decide if she's hero or villain. I can see your thoughts. Every lie you've told yourself

Natasha couldn't complete her statement as Seth grabbed her hand and pushed her to the wall. "How dare you think I will cheat on pinky?"he asked. "Because we saw you... pinky and I saw you when you were romancing and kissing her all over her body,if you think am lieing..go and asked Cindy"Natasha stated. Seth immediate let go of her hands and Stormed out of the room with his eyes burning in anger. Tears keep flowing down his eyes he couldn't imagine leaving without pinky. After some search and the students couldn't find pinky.. they all went back to the tent.

Chapter 155: The Surprise Kiss POV: Leora The house was quiet that evening. I had just come home from work, but my mind wasn't quiet at all. Everything felt strange nowadays. Camila's message, her deceit, and this wonderful scheme we were all cooking up—it was all so much to handle sometimes. I was tired, but I couldn't get Nelson out of my head. He worried all day long. I knew his heart was soft, and no matter how hard he tried to be macho, I could see through him.