Because You Re Mine Claire Contreras Novels & Stories

Rather than simply placing the safety of this mystery woman in Rob's more than capable hands, Jay insisted Rob come to his dockyard office to meet the lady himself before determining how best to protect her. Rob was curious about Veronica Klassen. He'd tried to do some background research on her before this meeting, but Jay had done a thorough job of keeping only the bare basics on both the mother and daughter in the system. He couldn't even find a photo of her. Not even a driver's license. Just a social insurance number. She was like a ghost. He knew she was forty-one-years old, which put her four years younger than him.

After all, this is where the CEO stays. “Hi, I’m Claire,” I said and extended my hand. He took my hand for a handshake. “I’m Jonathan Alcantara, nice to finally meet you, Ms. Claire,” he said through his serious voice. His thick eyeglasses hung through the tip of his nose as he explained to me the description of my job— as if I didn’t know already.

Honestly, I don't have much to say to him, so when Claire walked in carrying my smaller suitcase with my laptop, I silently thanked whatever was upstairs. “Hey, here it is! He just asks them to wait for me, it will take me around an hour to get home, I still want to buy popcorn and wine!” Claire spoke excitedly and I turned to her smiling slightly. "This will be funny. See Tremere play drunk!” I commented with a low laugh. “At least I'm not the pyromaniac La Sombra!" Claire rolled her eyes and let out a low laugh. "Only you can play a vampire who likes fire."

One of the rare people that made me comfortable, that I could trust, the building blocks to what I was. Claire. Everything about her was perfection, from her rare snow blond hair to her dimpled smile. She was Claire Wright, one of the highest paid models in the world at the moment but to me she was just Claire Hayley Wright, the Chicago girl I’ve known all my life. Dad cleared his throat getting up, “C’mon Chris,” he began taking his cane, ‘we have that uh…thing to get to.” “What thing?” Chris asked leaning back as he looked back at Dad.

I nodded back and started to walk away, but before I could take another step, two figures appeared, heading straight toward us. I froze, casting a questioning look at Dwayne. I didn’t recognize them, but it was clear they were focused on him. Dwayne was already translating my look. "They mean no harm, Arielle. They're my workers." He turned to the two individuals who had already gotten to us. "This is Rodrigo and Claire. They're part of my team and they relocated with me." I took a moment to glance at the newcomers without giving myself away. Claire was a tall, imposing woman with short bob-cut hair and piercing grey eyes. She had a nose piercing and a no-nonsense look about her, and I could

“Like... TikTok famous good.” Clarita rolled her eyes. “Don’t encourage her. She already thinks she’s the reincarnation of Shakira.” “Please, I’m more Dua Lipa,” claire said, removing an earbud without missing a beat. Dante strolled in just then, fresh from the gym, towel over his shoulder, shirt clinging to his torso in all the ways that made Jullie’s brain betray her professionalism. He glanced at her. “You’re still here?” “She lives here,” Clarita muttered.

Claire continued… “I have two Personalities, as you have witnessed now. The one who was harsh and furious earlier was Scarlett, but she preferred to be called Red. She is the strongest and the one who always fights and protects me. The second one, who just helped you with your company contract, is Mia. She's a genius who can solve anything when it comes to studies. She understands several languages. So understanding and solving the problem with your contract is nothing for her. I don't think there's something she doesn't know.” Claire said with a smile, indicating how proud she was of her two personalities. “Since when did they become part of you?” Ethan asked her again.

" Eee.......Great ! " said Claire looking at her mother's smile relieved . Her phone rang and she saw that it was the assistant of the dean calling her . " Who is it ? " asked Melani when seeing her daughter's face turn serious . " The dean's assistant . " said Claire with a troubled expression and opened the call . " Hello , miss Claire ! " said the dean's assistant . " Hello ! " said Claire . " I wanted to congratulate you for winning the scholarship abroad . It's a huge blessing for you . " said the dean's assistant with a smirk .

Just as Julie would answer her daughter, the villa door opened, and Claire walked in. “No time. I’m only here to grab a bite and take a quick shower. We have to finish the proposal for Elon Trust tonight.” She said as she hurriedly went to the bathroom and opened the door on unsuspecting Blake, getting out of the shower and showing all his glory and fantastic body with a shocked expression frozen on his face.

I could tell this woman… Claire had something to do with this. “Luna?” Claire’s voice invaded my thoughts. “You didn’t answer my question,” She continued, “What contract were you talking about?” Sameera growled in my mind, “She is bitch. I am telling you.” I met her gaze. I had to be patient. “Oh, nothing important. Just... a slip of the tongue. I meant the contract with myself—to explore more and discover new places, like this fountain.” I gestured casually to the water trickling behind me. “You know how it is—personal goals.”