Always Only You Chloe Liese Novels & Stories

"Of course I know!" "Really?" Amelie asked, her smirk still playing on her lips. "Then tell me, what's his name?" Chloe opened her mouth to speak, however, her lips parted and closed but nothing came out. "I’m not stupid. There's no way I'd tell you." She retorted. Amelie nodded her head and snickered. "You Chloe Arnuad, you're one hell of a terrible liar." * * After dropping the bomb and leaving a confused Chloe behind, Amelie headed straight to her office. As soon as she got in, she took a seat and heard the phone on her desk ring.

Allie Grace was slumped dramatically over the velvet ottoman next to me, her blonde hair falling over her eyes, while Chloe sat gracefully on the sofa above us, her legs crossed perfectly, sipping her wine with a cold, analytical detachment that even alcohol couldn't fully break. ​"Alright, the rules are simple," Allie slurred slightly, a playful, chaotic glint in her eyes as she pointed a finger at Chloe. "Never Have I Ever. And if you lie, Chloe, I will personally hack into your bank account and transfer your assets to a puppy sanctuary." ​"You couldn't bypass my firewalls if your life depended on it, Allie," Chloe retorted smoothly, taking a slow sip of her wine. "But fine. Go ahead. Ente

"Now she acts like a stranger. She smells like a man. Hides secrets. Lies to me. Runs from me like I'm a threat." Chloe was silent. Her green eyes, even drunk, were fixed on mine. "Is she sleeping with someone?" "I don't know. Maybe." I felt my throat tighten. "The worst part isn't that. The worst part is her lying. The worst part is her looking at me and me not knowing if she's my best friend or a disguised enemy." "You're so dramatic." "Yes, I am." Chloe laughed. Her laugh echoed through the bar, mingling with the piano.

She confirmed still not digesting the fact that it was indeed true. "Only You."

She turned back and walked towards Kyle, she looked at him before looking at me, with a glare "No one will ever love you, you will never get a man as good as Kyle. You are pathetic Tara, sorry to say but no one likes a girl who keeps secrets from her boyfriend." Damn, she always gets me, I hate the fact she always gets to my head. She turned back and was about to leave when I stop her, I walked towards her and stood right in front of her, staring into her eyes "For your kind information Maria, you are the pathetic one, not me, if I remember clearly, Kyle didn’t cheat on me, actually, we were playing each other." I said before I looked at Kyle. It hurts me to lie but I have no other choice, I

She vowed to stay out of the way as much as possible. With Liam in her life now she was starting to understand what it meant to have someone passionately, to have the drive to be with them and she didn't want to be in the way of Kyle finding the right guy. Chloe stepped out of the bathroom. Her hair was parted straight down the middle, and she had straightened it, so it fell in a perfect aqua sheet just above her shoulders. She was wearing a sleeveless one-shoulder knee-length crepe dress with a leather-paneled bodice. She wore her black Louboutin heels that were meant to pair with whatever she had left out and walked out to Kyle who had been patiently waiting. He swallowed but other than th

It just so happened that he broke up with her a few minutes before, over the phone, while he had another woman wrapped around his cock. Chloe took another large gulp of her wine, emptying the glass. Fuck men. They were all the same, the bastards. She didn’t need a man in her life anyway. She was an independent and successful businesswoman with a collection of vibrators. What the hell did she need a man for anyway? “So what are you up to these days?” Lia asked. Chloe smiled genuinely for the first time as she answered. “I’m a children’s entertainer.” “A what?”

Julian, overwhelmed by her spiraling outburst, had already started backing away. Chloe saw his fear and the way he recoiled. Her expression twisted into something almost gleeful. “Go on, all of you! Get lost!” she shrieked. “I’m Chloe Clarke! I’m the real winner! I’m the goddess—I beat Evelyn White! Hahahaha!” Then I stepped up. Right in front of me was a ledge, barely half a meter high, just wide enough to fit one foot. Dolly screamed behind me, lunging to grab me, but I had already stepped beyond her reach.

I grab the corner chair and perch it at the foot of the bed. When I take a seat, I lean back and enjoy whatever she’s willing to share with me. She hikes up the material of her dress and dips her hand between her thighs. I eagerly admire her fingers as they brush her nude underwear. At first, she rolls her index and middle finger over the hood of her clit through the fabric. A soft noise escapes her parted lips. I flick my gaze to her face to find her eyes focused on mine. My wolf howls so deeply it almost tears me off this chair and into a frenzy of heated lust. But I keep my ass firmly planted and watch.

Chloe stared at me like she was expecting me to react to her observation but I didn't know how to tell her that I was the one that lied to her. Ayden wasn't my destined mate and all that happened this morning was a misunderstanding. After all, not all men would know about the hymen. “Say something–” Chloe began but her cell phone started ringing, blaring through our tree house. I breasted in relief when she answered the call with a smile. “Hey, Jax.” Chloe said into the speaker of her phone like she was trying to seduce the person on the other side. Obviously, Jax was Beta Jaxon.