Because You Re Mine Claire Contreras Novels & Stories

I stood completely still. She looked at me with her chin raised and her eyes clear and utterly serious, “All I have to do is scream his name and when he comes down those stairs he'll find me and he'll find you and he'll believe exactly what I tell him. Because I am his blood." A pause. "And you are just a contract." The room felt very small suddenly. "Mara." I kept my voice as steady as I could. "Think about what you're doing. Think about this carefully. You'll be lying—"

She didn’t bother asking who would be appointed, either, because, after all, it didn’t matter. By midday, they had decided. The newly appointed maid was a middle-aged woman named Peggy Reynolds. Claíre wasn’t sure if Travis Blake had bribed Peggy, but she didn’t feel the need to ask. She could find out eventually. Peggy followed Claíre to her new place. She also heard that the interior design was quite luxurious. However, she was still surprised after seeing Hailey’s house. She didn’t expect someone who was a marginalized family member to have such a high standard of living.

Of course she wouldn't believe me. No one would. Before I could say anything else, Owen arrived. He walked in with his usual calm, looking around the room. He frowned slightly when he saw me. “What’s going on?” he asked. Claire explained everything o him. Owen listened, nodding occasionally. Then he turned to me. “Chloe,” he said, voice steady. “Did you access those files?" “No,” I said instantly. “I swear to you. I already left at that time. Someone must’ve—”

But what this woman is asking for isn't that easy. "Hey! What happened? Are you still having a second thought? It's a matter of life and death, Lara." Those words came from Claire were like echoes that repeated in my ears. I don't want to do this, but I have to. I closed my eyes and signed the contract in front of me, while my tears streamed down my face. As I write my name on that paper, Claire quickly took it and signed it. "Okay! That's settled," she said. Her lips had a beautiful smile, a smile that seems to say that she finally found a way to escape the responsibility given to her.

Chapter 20 Tara Two hours after fleeing my rehearsal dinner I was sitting in a dark club VIP section covered in flashing dick necklaces, bracelets leighs and a bride to be sash and matching tiara. Feeling way to damn good after chugging down two large fishbowls of ocean breeze. Watching as AJ and Evet sandwich the very built, glistening, and hung half naked fire man. Meanwhile Carla’s in the back corner laid across a large red chase lounge.

I didn’t even know that a mansion like this exist here, in Cavite. “Welcome to Herrera residence, Teacher Claire.” “Whoah... Wait... What?!” I turned my gazed back to Elijah. Herrera. That’s the surname of his bestfriend. That arrogant man yesterday. I can’t believe that Elijah brought me here right after I told him that I will never talk to that guy ever again. “Sorry, Claire. It’s just that, I knew you needed a job.” “Well thank you! But not in here!” “I thought you say that you’ll do anything for your family? This is it, Claire. I’m helping you out. Just please give it a try. Darren needs your help. And he’s a nice person too.”

Claire scolded her friend, who just shrugged. “Yes, Melody. Because she’s our friend. We met her in Paris, and we’re business partners. The truth is, Venice isn’t my real name. I’m Claire Sanchez, the owner of CS Boutique worldwide, and also the mother of Zayne Gray and his twin sister, Zoey Gray—whom Zekiel doesn’t know about.” Louise was left speechless by Claire’s revelation. Quinn, for some reason, was visibly annoyed with him, while Bea and Dylan were worried because too many people now knew Claire’s secret. Timothy, on the other hand, was just quietly observing the situation.

Brittney Claire's voice jolted me out of my thoughts. “Brit, where are you they're about to start the finale! Ooou, I think we'll need some crackers for this!” The box the drug was encased in kept staring at me as though it was mocking me so I grabbed it along with the two beer bottles and glasses. “I got the beer,” I say flatly as I turn the corner. Claire didn't even notice the change in my demeanour, too excited about the show. “Look, you were right, Conner's the villain! Everything you said about him plotting against his wife to get the life insurance was correct.”

Claire said and slowly ate the cake that was served. Claire saw Michelle smile as she ate the cake. "So, what's the taste of the cake?" "It's taste good ..." “Great, just eat and be satisfied, okay? By the way, I haven't asked your name yet, maybe Jacob has told me about you.” Claire suddenly looked at Michelle, she didn't know if she would say her real name or she had to lie. "My name is ... J-Jessica ... right, I'm Jessica," Claire replied. “Jessica? Hmmm, I don't remember that name. Well, maybe Jacob just forgot to tell me. Let’s just wait for 20 minutes and Jacob will be at home. Are you excited to see him, Jessica?”