Because You Re Mine Claire Contreras Novels & Stories

The woman's entire demeanor changed as she practically spat her words at me. "Don't let this bitch talk to us like that. She needs to know who her Luna is." Sierra spoke with newfound confidence. "You really sound like a Luna." I praised her, thanking her for her strength. "That's because we are, Claire. Were both Luna's." Her proud voice echoed in my head. I could've sworn I stood a little straighter at Sierra's encouraging words. "Killian is my mate." I kept my voice hard, and tried to wipe any emotion from my face. "My name is Claire MIller." I could feel my eyes darken, but I refused to let my gaze waver.

Claire came back from the archives. Her footsteps echoed through the corridor as she was going towards Dakota's quarters. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for the conversation that awaited her. This meeting held a different purpose than their usual discussions and strategizing—it was a chance for her to express her heartfelt gratitude. But she heard laughing from inside his room. And she knows the voice of the person who is with him. It's his fiance and her sister Mia. A smile came upon her face but then suddenly she realised the Dakota used to laugh like that only with her...

Because you are mine, Liam Raul King. Whether you want me or not. Whether you feel anything for me or not. You changed my life. You molded me into this version of myself. You made me yours. And… I’ll make sure you never forget it. You will always be mine. No matter what it takes. Claire After everyone else had gone to bed, I couldn’t settle. I slipped out to the poolside alone, cradling a glass of chilled white wine as the night air brushed my skin. My phone buzzed softly on the table beside me.

Her smile slips, becoming a cold, dark smirk before she turns to the crowd. “As you all know, my name is Claire Montessori. I am here today with some splendid news. For the past six months, I have worked on one of the biggest projects of my entire career in private. Finally, I am convinced that it is time to share the wonderful news and what better place to do it?” Camera lights are flashing. The audience is expectant. But Claire’s next words have a very unhealthy wave of rage and shock pooling in my bloodstream. “From tragedy, new beginnings can emerge.

It was surprising, but Claire shouldn’t have been too shocked, knowing that the name ‘Mikael Williams’ always carried unexpected power. “Yes, could I… may I…,” Claire took a quick breath, “I mean, could I borrow your phone, Mr. Trevor?” Trevor blinked, surprised and confused. He looked at the phone in his hand, weighing his decision before finally handing it to her. “Thank you. I’ll return it as soon as I can,” Claire said, taking the phone. Without waiting for Trevor’s response, she turned and ran away. A few people glanced at her curiously, but as if they knew no one could stop her—not even their bank manager—no one dared to stand in her way.

It was a day after Camilla Clark's scandalous video went viral, and it was also the day for Claire Cherith to make amends. "I judged Miss Gabrielle Taylor wrongly, merely relying on an untraceable article on the internet and the mouth of my deceiving husband. After his many betrayals, it goes without saying that I have not learned my lesson at all." Claire took a deep breath as she was standing in front of the media from her office lobby, reading the speech that she had prepared all night.

“So this isn’t about James?” “No,” Claire said plainly. “That ship sailed. I’m not here to compete. I’m here because I know what the O’Connor legacy looks like when it starts to turn on itself. And I’d rather be standing on solid ground.” Melinda exhaled slowly. “So? What’s the ask?” Claire slid a folder across the table. “Statement of origin,” she said. “Timeline. Notes from your firm’s bid, proof you didn’t attend any planning meetings, and evidence you weren’t selected. I’ve already drafted the rebuttal for the press if it leaks.”

,she begged but Claire ignored her. "your son is now mine, Claire stated eyes glowing vivid green, you don't get to have him anymore and after they decide what is to become of you all your memories will be wiped and you will be thrown out like the trash you are",Claire made Trisha go to her knees and kept her there. She ran her mouth but her body was stuck in position till Claire let her go.

“Has Pages by Claire reached out?” “I don’t know if this exactly qualifies as reaching out since…” “George!” “Okay! Okay!” He laughed. “Have you always been this feisty?” “I’ve never been one with a lot of patience. So, what is it?” “You need to go online right now. The internet has gone crazy with their recent post on I*******m. Claire has officially announced you as their main model for one contractual year, telling the world that they can’t wait to have you on board.”

Chloe stared at Claire gratefully as her moving words had allayed her anxiousness and made her heart ease up a little. “Don’t worry about me, I’m fine now. By the way, what is up with your WeChat Moments these days? Are you seeing someone?” Claire’s eyes darted around the room when she was suddenly put on the spot. “That’s impossible. Oh right, it just hit me that I still have a contract that was not issued yet, so I’ll head back to my room now.” As soon as she finished her sentence, she immediately made an expeditious retreat into her room to avoid the burning question.