Beca X Chloe Novels & Stories

What’s up? Chloe bit her lip, the way she did when trying not to smile too much. Sebastian and I finally decided. We’re doing it. When we get back to New York, we’re opening the art space. Michelle felt a surge of pride. She set the dress aside and went over to hug her friend tightly. Chloe, that’s amazing! Chloe laughed a little breathlessly. We're calling it The Bloom. It's a bit cheesy, but it feels right. New beginnings and all that. Michelle leaned back, her eyes bright as she looked at Chloe. It’s perfect. You’re going to do amazing things, Chloe. I’m sure of it.

She stood in front of the camera, elegantly presenting her work. “I’m Carina Morrison, founder of Astraeus… Our debut show will be at the Beverly Hilton. It’s going to be a show that redefines tradition…” My hands were shaking. I fumbled for my phone and dialed Lorenzo. “Lorenzo, turn on the TV!” “What?” “Now! The fashion channel!” A few minutes later, Lorenzo’s shout came through the phone. “Chloe! That’s my Chloe!” Chloe appeared on screen, too. She was in a black power suit, looking like a CEO.

"Xavier, I want you to meet my girlfriend, Bella." Chloe suppressed a sigh. This kid has terrible taste in women, she realized. It was the same woman from the hallway who had just mocked her. Bella looked at Xavier, her face heating up with a performative blush. "Xavier," she purred, her voice dripping with artificial sweetness. Whether Xavier felt anything was a mystery, but Chloe felt a literal wave of goosebumps—and not the good kind. Xavier spared Bella one cold, dismissive glance before looking right through her.

" Madame Beatrice and Esther agreed with Chloe’s words and gave her the black thin fabric. My jaw dropped when Chloe displayed the entirety of the sheer fabric. It was a black lingerie set. It includes a lace bustier top with thin straps and a sheer mesh skirt along with a matching thong underneath. “Wear it, Nathalie.” “What? I can’t wear something like that. I’ve never worn something like that. I… I can’t.” Chloe approached me, her voice tinged with a guilty conscience, and said, “Don’t you want to make peace with Calix? You need to make an effort to reconcile as well.” However, getting close again isn’t part of my plan anymore, and it looks like it’s even further from his plans than it is

She said barely getting words the word out as she signaled to Becca “Oh yeah Our date will be expecting us Enzo Miss Pez……… My bad Miss Perez” Becca said sending me a quick wink “I will not want to keep your date waiting but it is always a pleasure to be in the company of such beautiful ladies like youselves” Enzo replied then both and they both nodded with a smile Becca gave me a small smile while Chloe just gave me a side shrugs as they both walked away from our table “Hey!!! Chloe forgot to introduce herself

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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.

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.

Mia said with a smirk. Nero narrowed his eyes. Just then, Chloe came down the stairs, in her black sleeveless summer dress, which reach just above her knees. Her straight hair open and combed to aside. Mia looked at Chloe and smirked. She rushed towards her best friend. "Chloe you have to help me," Mia said with a sad face. Nero understood what his sister is doing. 'Let's see how my little dove convinces me' he thought with amusement. Chloe looked at Mia with confusion.

“That's rich coming from someone who owns fourteen identical beige handbags.” “They're not identical.” “They absolutely are.” She gasped in outrage. I smiled despite myself. “We are going to this new boutique in Soho,” Chloe declared, her tone leaving absolutely no room for negotiation. “It’s ridiculously pricey, but it’s on me. Consider it therapy for your sudden, tragic descent into corporate monotony. Besides, we need to pick up those tulle tutus for Annika's weekend ballet recital anyway.” I leaned my head back against the headrest, watching the storefronts blur past. “Is there a specific occasion I’m being dragged out for?”