Be More Chill Plot Novels & Stories

00】 Every cent was sitting in her account. The entire casino gasped. Some people even covered their mouths in shock. Only Don Alessandro Moretti remained seated calmly. As if none of this surprised him in the slightest. Lily’s face instantly turned white. Slowly, I lifted my eyes. The excitement in them was almost impossible to suppress. Like a wolf finally catching the scent of blood. And Don simply kept staring at me. The light in his eyes only grew brighter. I turned back toward the crowd. “The truth is…Even I was deceived earlier.”

Mia said, making Chloe giggle. When it comes to Charlotte, Chloe is happy that it's revealed. Chloe couldn't bear to see Charlotte flirting with Nero. Even though it was Clear that Nero is not interested, she refused to give up. Now she has to take a step back and suffer with jealousy, Chloe thought possessively. "Hey, you should go get changed. Here take this bikini and the cover all's. We are going to the beach" Mia announced excitedly. Chloe always wanted to go to the beach, but it never happened. So when she heard Mia, she became excited.

James glared. "Off Course Father" Stephen finished his drink and left. Stephen took out his phone as he left his James's study. "Hello I have some information regarding the death of Michael Anderson" Yesterday evening After Stephen tipped of the police he returned to the office. He didn't want to work he just waited for everyone to leave so he could fuck the secretary Sharon he had to admit she was good looking and since she was just a money grabber clinging to him. He would make use of her.

"That is...acceptable." Charles McAllister turned Joanne Belfort on her back, her hips arching upwards to his crotch and his swollen biceps seizing her fragile thin waist. He leans forward, and whispers in her ear "So go do some good work, then." He heaves her away from his body, and slowly returns to his desk. Business as usual. Joanne stands stunned; Her head was spinning, her eyes half-open and her pants were soaked. Was this some sort of new play? Did he want her to approach? Toleft beg for it? She bit her lip and hoped her red lipstick was still in it's vibrant red colour, and she approached him. Swaying her hips like what she saw other women do on TV.

“I’m sure they were able to get some much-needed rest, whether studying or… being ‘hardly ever home’.” I flush and immediately turn to Muna, who is now vying for my attention. Lifting her in my arms, I make a show of listening intently to her Chelmsford tales as we head upstairs, away from the all-too-knowing eyes of his mother and sister, because one more minute in their presence, and they will be able to see through my already very shaky veneer. After they have left and a tired Muna has fallen asleep, as I am clearing up dishes in the kitchen, I feel Chris’s arms around me as he snuggles me from behind.

“Andrew Vidal. The best friend.” Fabian gave him a charming smile as he shook his hand. Andrew’s dimples deepened and I just know he’s screaming inside. “Would you excuse us for a moment?” He abruptly pulled me to the side, keeping an eye on Fabian who was scrolling through his phone. “What is a Casila doing here? The year hasn’t ended yet and you managed to pull two hotties already. I’m going to need your prayer format here, bestie,” he demanded under his breath.

I gave him a stern look that made him mumble a few words of apology before hurrying away. I looked at them, each adorned in designer dresses and elegant jewelry, all of them giggling as they sipped their drinks from fancy glasses. They seemed so happy, so carefree, that it almost seemed as if everything would be alright. But I knew that such a feeling couldn't last forever. The world wouldn't keep spinning on it's axis with happiness like this in it. Sooner or later, something will break, someone will be ripped apart and no one ever really gets over what has happened. The girls caught me staring and they giggled louder until their attention turned back to their own party friends.

Cheryl greets her superior from behind. *WHY PEOPLE KEEPS APPEARING OUT OF NOWHERE?* I get irritated by these people. Something is keeping me uncomfortable, and I can feel someone staring at me. "Joenabell, come here." Cheryl's orders me. I go to Cheryl's side and she whispers, "please entertain little Relish for me. Her mother and I have something to talk about." *MY PLEASURE! I WANT TO KNOW LITTLE RELISH.* My face gleams in Cheryl's request.

Chloe was waiting for me with a fresh drink, but she took one look at my face and set her glass down. “Okay,” she said, setting down her drink. “You look like you’re about five seconds away from collapsing.” “I’m fine,” I started. She immediately gave me a look. “Elena.” I sighed. “Okay. Maybe I should relax with the drinking.” “Exactly,” she said, grabbing her jacket and reached for my hand. “So we’re done drinking. This place is overrated anyway. Let’s go watch a late movie. Something completely stupid where you don’t have to think about anything.”

She didn't say anything. Seeing it, Bastian turned his face in another direction. However, not with Seth, who was getting more and more excited staring at Lexus and Stella intensely. "OMG! Will there be a scene after this where you guys groan at each other?" "Mr. Seth, please stop it! Let's get out of here so as not to disturb the Young Master and Ms. Steffy!" Bastian's idea was rejected by Seth. "This is a good opportunity to see the Young Master and Miss Steffy play a role. What's the rush for, Bastian? C’mon, enjoy it!"