Beca And Chloe Novels & Stories

B I A N C A I wore a casual pair of jeans and a silk blouse. I was trying to look like a normal person today. Chloe was already at the cafe when I arrived, a cup of coffee in front of her. She looked up as I approached, a huge smile on her face. "Well, well, well," she said, her eyes twinkling. "If it isn't the queen of Hart Industries. Or should I say, the queen of Damian Moretti's heart?"

I snatched the deed from their hands. When I saw the name on it, my eyes widened with shock. "How is this possible? Why is Maverick's name on it?" "Why wouldn't it be?" Bianca crossed her arms, sneering. "Chloe, you already gave him the apartment to pay off your debt. Now you're shamelessly refusing to accept that the deed was transferred. But that's just like you. You never know when to shut up." Her words drew roaring laughter from the crowd.

Beverly hills Chloe sat on the sofa, like a princess as she swayed her legs from left to right while holding a glass of wine in her hand. Her eyes were bloodshot due to the hangover. Across her, sat a lady in her early 20s basically of the same age with Chloe. She was her best friend, Ann. Although, the previous night, Chloe was drunk, she could vividly recall what had happened that night.

He added. “I’m no joking here, you’re the one who’s looking funny over there with your bear-like stomach.” I said, curling my hair with my left point finger. “Ops! Did I just stated the obvious?” “Woah, and that really comes from you,” He immediately throw. “Yes, from the goddess of knowledge and beauty. Her name’s Khloe Maureen Neufeld.” I stated in an irritating tone that burns him more. Aunt and Uncle both burst into laughter and I joined.

That would have to wait. Chloe POV Sitting at my vanity, I put on my mascara and pull my hair to one side, curling it in spirals. As my curls fall, they cover my belly. Once finished, I walk to the closet to find something to wear. I decide on a cute white sundress with white flats. After I’m dressed, I stand to walk out, when Malachi comes through the door. He stops in his tracks and stares at me. "Oh, wow! Luna, you look incredible!" He says, never breaking his gaze. "Thank you, Wolfman," I laugh while I seductively walk up to Malachi and grab his tush, pulling him to me. "Let's cancel the party, and have a shower of our own," I say, playing with his collar.

I felt like I had found a kindred spirit in Chantelle, someone who understood me and accepted me for who I was. Chantelle and Delcan became close and they were always trying new things. One night when they were back from shopping. Chantelle went inside the shower to have her bath. She stayed there for a long time relaxing. When she came out of the bathroom, she was totally naked and she realized she forgot to get towel. She bent over to the bed to take the towel to wipe her wet body. She was was busy drying herself but she did not notice Delcan presence in the room. She felt someone was giving hot gaze on her naked body. She turned around to see Delcan was standing right behind her.

Selena gave a professional smile and entered the elevator. She made her way to the president's office together with Joey. A mischievous voice came from the inside. "Is Chloe here?" Selena and Joey froze at the door. Kent happened to come out at this time and met gazes with the two women. They stood there dumbly until Selena came to her senses. She was the first to react and said, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Simons. I'm Selena Sanders, Emmen Fashion's boss, also known as Chloe."

she said eyeing him. I like forgetting the part that we are sex slaves .Mr B who I have never met is the owner of this building he claims is an orphanage so that he can avoid the government.Once in a year they come and we have to lie to them about our well being sometimes i just feel like screaming out everything to their face ,I know it isn't going to end well. "What up girl I heard Theressa has been bought."Kate said in a whisper . That's what happen here the girls are bought for sex service and sometimes they return them when they are tired of using them.Just like me the man that bought me was an old man me got tired of me fighting him so he returned me .

"Don't apologize. I wore this dress to be looked at," she chuckled, leaning against the wall next to him. "You looked like you needed a break from the circus in there." Maxwell sighed a little. "Is it that obvious?" But then he realized. Of course it's that obvious, everyone at this party saw his mother telling him to kneel and apologize to his half brother. "Trust me, everyone needs a break from Debra's parties eventually," she said. "I'm Chloe, by the way. We actually went to college together, though I doubt you remember. I sat two rows behind you in Economics."

Chloe’s POV “Kiss! Kiss!” My gaze swept across the crowd to see Trevor and Rachel standing close, surrounded by people cheering them on. A pang of discomfort hit me, but I tried not to dwell on it. They were just playing along with the clients—it wasn’t like they had a choice. “Chloe, what are you looking at?” Luna’s voice interrupted my thoughts. “Oh, nothing.” She followed my line of sight and immediately understood everything. “Tonight’s about us, remember? Let’s not think about anything stressful!”