Always Only You Chloe Liese Novels & Stories

“I really like him. More than I expected to.” Lily leaned in slightly. "Better than that ex you told us about, I'm sure" She said. Chloe nodded her head. “He actually broke my phone during our last fight.” “And then?” Maya asked. “And then I packed my things and left,” Chloe said simply. There was silence. She hadn’t mentioned a car, not even close. Lily’s stomach tightened. Was Chloe lying? Or was Lena’s report wrong? They walked deeper into the boutique, the sound of soft music floating around them. Chloe drifted toward a full-length mirror, holding her dress up to her body and admiring the reflection.

She's an uncomplicated soul is Chloe, and I know she doesn't stand on ceremony, so I stand to quickly strip off, then sit again, patting the bed next to me. Undulating onto the sheet, she lies on her back, knees slightly parted. The invite is clear, and, I can't help but notice, she's giving the audience a view of her pussy. She enjoys an audience does our Chloe. How to play it....? I kneel up and across her, straddling her waist, so my shaft's on offer if she feels like wrapping her mouth around me. I'm sure she will. It's just a matter of when. .... spilling over your tongue while you look up at me with those big brown eyes....

" This is the prize , it will interest you to know who we have here " " Isn't she the famous actress Chloe Adams? Number One as Chloe named them because they were three people she did not know . " But you are missing one important identity she has now ' Reigns ' , She's married to the sole owner of the Reigns empire ' Liam Reigns ' cowboy revealed to the surprise and shock of Chloe . ' He knew all along ? He knew— he knew I was married to Liam yet he kept me here , isn't he afraid of what Liam would do to him if he finds out ? '

“That supposed to scare me?” “You can lie to your friends. You can lie to that Moretti prick.” His eyes darkened, all fake charm stripped away, revealing who he really was. “But you can’t lie to me.” I leaned back, folding my arms. “I’m Chloe Briggs. A nobody.” His eyes swept over me, ice-cold and sharp enough to cut. “You look just like her.” “Coincidence.” “Your culinary school records are fake.” “Privacy isn’t a crime.”

Feeling Damon's hostile gaze, Liam pushed on. "Chloe is the jewel of the Miller family. She can be a bit eccentric, but she's a genius from Yale Law, graduated with highest honors!" Chloe propped her chin on her hands, leaning across the conference table and batting her eyelashes at him. "Mr. Blackwood, I've looked at your case. It's super simple!" "The other side's energy field is very dark, but I'll defeat them with love and light and make them feel the judgment of the universe!"

She watched, speechless, as Chloe dressed up, did her makeup, and then spun around in front of her. “How do I look?” Chloe asked. “Am I glowing now?” Liana’s lips twitched again. She nodded, a little reluctantly. Chloe turned and walked toward the door. Liana’s eyes widened in horror. “Heartbreak can be terrifying,” she muttered. Chloe stopped a taxi and went straight to Kelly’s house. She got out and saw Kelly and Nicole stepping outside together. Her face turned pale. She hurried toward them and called out anxiously, “Kelly!” Kelly acted as if he hadn’t heard. Chloe ran up to him and reached for his arm, but he shoved her aside. She stumbled, lost her footing, and fell onto the ground.

She said nothing else. I walked out of the station. Night had fallen. The streetlights were on, and moths circled the bulbs. I took out my phone. The class group chat had exploded. Someone had forwarded the livestream recording. "Chloe fell???" "The rope snapped!" "Lena didn't move. She was just standing there the whole time." "Then why did Chloe yell 'don't push me'?" "She yelled it herself, I guess. I watched the recording. Lena's hands really didn't move. A lot of influencers do that kind of staged drama."

A pillow lay on the floor, its case wrinkled like it had been clutched too tightly. My stomach dropped. I took one step forward before I could stop myself. The sound of my heel against the floor seemed too loud. It echoed in my head. My heart slammed hard against my ribs, once, twice, like it was trying to escape. And then I saw them. Liam was on top of her. His shirt hung open, sleeves shoved up, back muscles flexing with each movement. His pants were pushed down to his thighs. Chloe lay beneath him, her white dress rucked up around her waist,her legs were wrapped tight around his hips. Her pearl tiara sat crooked on her head like a mocking crown.

I packed my things, and when he came home from work that evening, I told him I wanted to break up. He froze for a moment. Then, in that same affectionate tone, he coaxed me like always. “What’s wrong? Did I do something to upset you, my Leah?” He pulled me into his arms, his fingers gently rubbing my earlobe. I stared at him in silence. His acting was flawless. It was no wonder I hadn’t seen through him before. But now, all I saw was deceit. “Paxton, do you love me? Or do you love Georgina?”

she lied smoothly, though her pulse was hammering a frantic rhythm against the hollow of her throat. "Liar," he whispered. He raised his free hand, his knuckles brushing against her jawline. The touch was feather-light, yet it sent a jolt of fire straight to her core. "Liam is a fool, but he isn't entirely incompetent. He had you locked down tight. You didn't do this alone. Which rival syndicate is backing you? Volkov? The triads?" "No one is backing me," Chloe pushed back, trying to inject venom into her tone, but finding it breathy and weak instead. The proximity to him was scrambling her brain. He was too large, too intense. "I don't belong to anyone."