Novel & Cerita Beca Chloe Fanfiction

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.

Chloe raised her hands in the air then said, " Your sweet brother came to pick me from school today. That's why I told you not to bother picking me up. So he found out I'm working at that small diner across school, he went all caveman on me and asked me to resign. So we were on that parking space where you do park your car, he saw you and Blake making out in the car. If not for me, Blake would be dead now." She explained like the soft princess she is making Cherry's eyes pop out.

I asked, a sudden cold knot tightening in my stomach as I watched her expression. ​Chloe walked toward the front entrance, stopping near the umbrella stand before turning back to look at me one last time. ​"I did something to Elena that will bring her straight to her knees," Chloe said calmly. "By tomorrow morning, she won't be worrying about catalog rights, press conferences, or Carter Vance. She’s going to give us everything we want just to keep her world from falling apart."

Who was obsessed enough to create an entire club? Then, Maya's words flashed in my head. “Chloe’s been a big fan of Zane’s for years. Long before any of us knew he would be the Bachelor. So none of us were exactly shocked she’d go this far to get closer to him.” And I remembered Chloe bragging once in the common room about managing a massive online fan page for the team's star player. "The Sterling Sirens," I guessed wildly, praying to every god listening. "And the president is... Chloe Sinclair."

As she was sore between her thighs and the feeling of his huge manhood was still lingering there, no matter how she seat or move, it bothers her. But, it was not painful like that night years ago, instead, the feeling was insanely pleasurable! Reaching the palace, Chloe dashed in and first thing, she Kissed Leo hastily. The little fellow was surprised to see her early. Yet, before he could even process her presence fully, she rushed to find her best friend, leaving the little fellow with a slight pout. Why is she running as if chased by his cold father? When Chloe entered Melissa's room, she was in the bathroom, taking a shower. She went inside without a knock, scaring the hell out of Meliss

She asks, linking her arm with mine. "Oh, hey! Yeah, sure. Lunch at the usual spot, right?" I respond. "Yep. Is everything ok? You look distracted?" "Yeah, I'm all good. Let’s go," I mumble back and turn around walking through the doors tothe cafeteria. "So, I hooked up with Bobby on the weekend," Chloe blurts out as we walked. I had to hold back a giggle, Bobby Enderson has been trying to get in Chloe's pants since she started cheerleading. He is the Alpha heir of the Riverview and has the same arrogance and cocky demeanour as most Alphas.

Her eyes traced a slow, predatory path from my head down to my toes, a cold, mocking smirk playing on her lips. "You certainly seem to be getting the VIP treatment this morning, don't you?" Chloe’s voice was a low, melodic hiss. I halted exactly three feet away from her. I didn't give her the satisfaction of an immediate defense. I remembered what Maya and Stella had told me—don't feed the trolls. Especially not the ones in designer heels. Chloe tilted her head, her gaze fixed on the steam rising from my cup. "It’s rare to see Jovan Bradford lingering in a breakroom just to watch someone brew a pot of coffee," she continued, her laugh short and sharp.

Behind him, Chloe emerged with a feline stride, wearing one of Hunter’s silk shirts that barely covered her slender thighs, looking at me with a sadistic smile of pure triumph. “What a shame you always smell like cheap kitchen grease and mud, Maya,” Chloe mocked, crossing her arms as she leaned against the doorframe. “It’s a genuine miracle the Alpha hasn’t banished you to the wastelands to starve to death yet. Just look at yourself. You’re pathetic.”

Leo said smoothly, completely unbothered. The heavy oak doors clicked open, and Chloe marched into the room. She was the perfect picture of campus elite, wearing a tailored houndstooth trench coat, her dark hair pulled back into a flawless ponytail. But her expression wasn't celebratory. Her eyes darted instantly between Leo’s relaxed posture and Gia’s flushed cheeks, her brow knitting into a sharp, calculating line.

"What a joke." "Exactly." Lana giggled, clearly pleased with herself. "You know, I’ve been secretly sending Chloe clips of me and Aiden together, just to get under her skin. Imagining her fuming with jealousy gets me so worked up. I had to run to you for a little... release." "You wicked little thing," Mark murmured with a grin. "But what’s in it for you?"