Novel & Cerita Always Only You Chloe Liese

"Hey, Patty! Get us some drinks over here, will you?" Patty nodded, and answered with a small bow. "Coming right up, ma'am" Loo turned back to Chloe, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "So, tell me, Chloe, what's your relationship with Cynthia?" Chloe hesitated, her eyes darting around the club before settling back on Loo. "We're just friends," she lied, her voice barely above a whisper. Loo's eyes flashed with slow anger, her voice dripping with disbelief. "Just friends? And you were wrapped up, kissing each other? Don't you dare lie to me, Chloe."

"That is not what I said! But what alternative do we possess if even modern medicine cannot force a pregnancy within this shrinking window?!" Abruptly, Chloe’s screams ceased. She collapsed heavily onto the cold hardwood floor, sinking amidst the jagged fragments of the shattered vase, staring blankly at the sterile white wall before her. Her ragged weeping suddenly dissolved, replaced by a suffocating, menacing silence. Slowly, Chloe rose from the floor, entirely oblivious to the shards of glass grazing her bare skin. She took slow, calculated strides toward Liam, who was leaning heavily against the desk with a completely defeated expression. Chloe anchored a sharp, intense gaze directly in

she squeezed her into a hug all I could do was admire their love and admiration for each other, I walked out giving them time to talk to each other. I strolled down greeting a few officers until I heard Zoe's voice when I passed through an office. I stopped and concluded on eavesdropping. "Heloise couldn't provide information on who the hell saved her she said they were wearing masks it has to be AXE-L." she whispered.

Standing on the threshold was Chloe. She looked effortlessly gorgeous, wearing a cropped light-wash denim jacket, high-waisted white trousers, and a pair of oversized designer sunglasses pushed up into her bouncy, voluminous blonde hair. She was holding a brown paper bag from a high-end Upper West Side bakery in one hand and her sleek leather purse in the other. Chloe was Liam’s girlfriend—and she was one of only three people on the entire planet who knew that this high-profile sports romance was a completely fabricated, legally binding corporate facade.

"It's not my fault!" Chloe snapped, her voice cracking with a sudden, raw emotion as she stood up from the sofa to face me, her eyes glistening with angry tears. "It is not my fault that I am actively searching for true love, Tyler! I want what everyone wants. I want someone to care for me. Is it a crime to want a real partnership?"

Ela started to see series of events through Black's eyes. Others might see it white, but in her eyes, it was like a mirror of memories. He also heard Black's voice telling her to stay calm and just watch. "Is she the only one among us who didn't experience weird changes?" Flute asked, referring to Ela. It was the day when everything started to change. "Camouflage. I think that's my ability." Yuri shared and didn't dare to say more. Instead, she asked Flute. "What about you?"

The elevator doors slide shut. Quiet returns. But it doesn’t feel empty. His scent still stays behind. I exhale slowly. Once. And only one thought refuses to leave my head. Sia. That infuriating bastard

''What do you want to watch, princes? ''We can watch whatever you guys want. I don't mind.'' ''Well if that's it...'' Lewis says getting the remote from Adrian ''we are watching 'The Exorcist'. '' he says putting the movie on tv. I started eating my burger and fries. It's been a long time since I have eaten this, and to be honest, my taste buds felt like they were in heaven. The movie had started, and I tried to keep my focus there.

Her attention was now completely focused on the rapid messages appearing on her screen. Chloe: Start talking. Layla sighed and rolled onto her stomach. Layla: Okay okay… calm down. Three dots appeared instantly. Chloe: NO. You kissed him again. Layla bit her lip, smiling slightly despite herself. Layla: It was just a goodbye kiss. Chloe: You’re lying. Layla stared at the screen. Layla: How? Chloe: You like him right. Layla didn’t reply immediately.Her fingers hovered over the keyboard.

She poured out her longing, her fears, and her undying affection for the man who had captured her heart—Liam. With every stroke of her pen, Chloe released the weight of her unspoken desires, revealing the truth that had lingered in the shadows of her heart. She spoke of the rumors that had whispered their way to her ears, tales of Liam's newfound romance with the enchanting Layla. She bared her vulnerability, acknowledging the complexity of her emotions and the uncertainty that gnawed at the corners of her consciousness.