Beca And Chloe Romane & Geschichten

"Do you know how long I've been waiting at the front of the mall looking like a fool?" "Chill, the bus was just running a little late," I say, smiling at her to calm down. It has now been two hours since we've been inside the mall and everyone had found a dress and shoes except for me. Xeno bought a nude tight backless short dress and black shoes to match. I have to say that the dress looked really good on her, as it hugged every curve on her body. Natasha bought a short, tight velvet dress and silver open toe shoes to match, the dress also outlining her body perfectly.

I called Levi and Zack over, and they agreed to assist me with this task. About ten minutes later, they arrived, and went to greet Khloe. She was sitting on the couch looking at a movie and was surprised to see our guests. They spoke about their latest expeditions, and I was glad that they'd left out the little detail of their sexual escapades. No one needed to know about this- especially Khloe. Grabbing my keys, I had almost made it out the door when her voice stopped me. Her sweet voice that reminded me of cherries, and strawberries, and chocolate. "Where are you going?"

Chloe pleaded sweetly as she clamped her pussy down hard around his gigantic shaft. “Good girl…” Florian complimented his lover. He thrusted fast and hard a few more times into her as she cried out before he shot his load deep into her. Chloe whimpered in satisfaction as she laid her head against his chest. She listened to the sound of his heartbeat as the prince’s cock pumped his seed into her womb. “It’s my turn now. Stop being so greedy…” Beatrice snapped as she walked around and yanked on one of Chloe’s arms for her to get off the prince’s lap.

"That miserable, beige piece of mediocrity finally showed his hand? Tell me he didn't. No, don't tell me. I knew it. I hated him! I'm coming over. Where are you?" ​Elara managed to give her cross-streets, and ten minutes later, Chloe arrived in a battered yellow cab, leaping out of the back seat in a flurry of vibrant purple fabric, her arms wrapping around Elara in a hug that was fierce and solid, a grounding force in Elara’s spinning world. Chloe didn't offer platitudes or demand details; she simply held her, absorbing the shock until Elara could speak coherently, and when Elara finally recounted the discovery—the anniversary, the burner phone, the humiliation—Chloe's reaction was satisfyi

She leaned forward slightly, deliberately revealing her cleavage to Bryce. With a smile, she said, "Hello, Mr. Gabelman. My name is Chloe Dalton. I'm the female protagonist on set. I used to endorse the property under your company." She extended a hand toward Bryce for a handshake. "It was a pleasure to meet you here." Bryce eyed her hand and left it hanging. He asked indifferently, "Is there something you need from me?" Chloe awkwardly retracted her hand to twirl her long curls. She then smiled coyly and said, "Oh, no. I just heard you were here, so I came to say hello, Mr. Gabelman."

The loss of her parents, the terror of the attacks, Serena’s death, and the weight of Elias’s world had aged her in ways no mirror could fully capture. She touched the small pendant at her throat, a quiet reminder of resilience, and took a steadying breath. Just then,a loud, dramatic knock shattered the quiet. Before Layla could even respond, the door flew open and Chloe burst in like a whirlwind, her energy filling the entire room. She was already dressed up with three bags hung from her shoulders for reasons only Chloe understood—backpack, tote, and a small crossbody. “WE’RE GOING TO BE LATE!” Chloe announced at full volume, throwing her hands up.

Braun's offer while she had the chance. "Hi, my name is Becka, and this is Grace. How may I help you?" The girl on the left asked as Grace smiled next to her. Chloe approached the counter. Becka had bleach blonde hair cut in an angular bob with diagonal bangs. Her light blue eyes were lined in charcoal, and she had bubblegum pink stained lips. "I've never been here but my name is Chloe Harris and I was given a gift from Mr. Anthony Braun," Chloe told Becka.

“It’s you. Thank goodness, you got me scared for a second there.” Chloe smiled, stepping closer to the rocks by the spring. “What are you doing all the way out here, if you’re so scared, Rhea?” She lowered herself down to sit on a rock, popping her boots off. “It’s dangerous for you.” “What are you also doing out here?” Rhea countered, leisurely moving her feet through the water. Chloe plunged her legs into the water as well, copying Rhea’s movements to wash the dirt off. Chloe chuckled lightly and then gave a careless shrug. “I, um, was just taking a stroll through the woods, enjoying the scenery. Then I came over to the spring to relax before going back to the pack house.”

“I didn’t.” The brunette stopped combing her hair and pondered about it. It’s impossible for Kieran to bring her to her bed. He went in before her. If neither Kieran nor Jucel brought her to her bed, then it must have her parents. Chloe stared at her reflection in the vanity mirror in front of her. General Dana Rein… Princess Elisa… The Knights of Shaula… Chloe’s gray with golden-streak eyes slowly widened. “Then it must have been real,” she blurted.

Joan leans closer so only I can hear her. “You should remember your place, Alexa.” Then she turns away like I’m nothing. Just another joke. My throat tightens painfully. And that’s when I hear a voice cut through the room. “Are you serious right now?” The laughter stops instantly. I look up. Chloe stands near the cafeteria entrance, her expression dark with anger. Chloe Bennett. The Beta’s daughter. And the only real friend I have in this school. Her dark brown hair is tied in a high ponytail, and her sharp green eyes are locked on Joan.