Chelsea Yeah Fanfic Novels & Stories

but that's not the cause of this. I went out cheating on her in a hotel, I didn't come back at night, she planned with my sister here and got my location tracked. They arrived right there at the hotel I was at and she walked directly towards me. She was masked so I didn't know her identity. We had fun but it ended up in a serious conflict, she insulted me terribly and since no one has ever done that to me, I got furious and called my men to come lie in ambush for her. Upon exiting, she was captured and the order was for them to kill her as soon as possible. The one I placed in charge of this task was Alpha Rex of a pack in Brazil, a close online friend though I don't know much about him, no

, I didn't care. I slowly got off the ground, grabbing my robe, covering myself up as I stumbled my way back upstairs, my steps small and destabilized. Tears flowed subconsciously, blurring my vision even more as a wave of exhaustion washed over me. I was tired, incredibly drain by the presence of my neverending attachment to the Greyhound's household, I wished so dearly that I had never been a part of any of this from the very beginning, softly opening my bedroom door, I plumped myself straight to bed, not even bothering to shut the door behind me. I was so emotionally drained that even the most basic of things seemed too challenging, I just laid there in the dark, silently listening to the

Leaning against a low stone wall, sleeves rolled up, eyes fixed on the horizon like he’d been waiting. When he saw me, his entire body tensed. “What happened?” His voice was sharp. He pushed off the wall, crossing the space in three strides. “Stay away,” I snapped, holding up a hand. He stopped, but his eyes narrowed. His chest rose and fell like he was holding something back. “You reek of him,” he said. The heat in my cheeks had nothing to do with running. “Elias kissed me.” Kael’s jaw tightened. “I didn’t want him to,” I continued, heart racing. “But my wolf—she—” I broke off, pressing a hand against my sternum. “She rejected him. Like it was poison.”

Daryl seemed to be sorry for his shameful acts but that didn't move Chelsea. "Chelsea, please forgive me because I love you ". "Vanessa will stop working in this company soon". Daryl said. Chelsea was still having doubts about the words Daryl said She took a deep breath and looked straight into his eyes. "If you love me, it's better you marry me and stop flirting". Chelsea said and moved from where he stood. Daryl was left in deep thoughts, he loved Chelsea in a way but never thought of marrying her. Since she asked for that, he was eager to do it and have her in his arms.

Deborah said as demurely as she could manage. "Nuh-uh-ugh! Not first, right away!" Chelsea said with a giggle and a wiggle of her eyebrows. Rushing forward, the shorter blonde leaned up to the taller brunette, whispering in her ear, "I want to find out while he is still dripping out of you Deb" Deborah swallowed, a blush on her face and her pussy positively humming in her damp panties. Pulling back, Deborah nodded her head and Chelsea's grin split even wider if that was possible. "Love you, Deb!" Chelsea said brightly with a quick kiss on the cheek.

She can't tell Chelsea she was forced to stay here by her boyfriend. Chelsea was not happy with how causally Elizabeth said just because she want to. It was her place she was standing right now. She was supposed to be by Christian's side, not this pathetic human. and Chesetian's fake facade broke as she said cruel words present in the heart. Chelsea looked at Elizabeth and said, “Although Christian told me yesterday that he was merely forced into this marriage due to some unknown reasons, I don’t know what method you used to gain the Riya and my friend's approval. However, I still want to make things clear to you. I’ve been together with Christian from a young age. We’re childhood sweetheart

Chelsea held Calvin tightly, inhaling his scent that she had missed for so long. "Don't see me again!" Calvin shouted as he forcefully removed Chelsea's hands. Calvin turned around, giving a piercing look into Chelsea's bright, eager eyes. Chelsea approached Calvin, leaving a kiss on his cheek while whispering, "I love you, Calvin." Crash... Calvin grabbed his appointment book from his desk and threw it to the floor, followed by another noisy outburst as his arm swept the entire contents of the table. Dita, waiting outside the room, watched as Chelsea left the room. She then rushed inside upon hearing the commotion.

Arc began stacking hay, his hands bare. Chelsea's voice took on a defiant tone. "I won't leave until you forgive me." Arc's ears perked up, intrigued by the determination. Chelsea's next words made Arc's heart skip a beat: "I feel like I'm on a p**n set – filthy, begging to take your member inside my mouth." Arc's eyes snapped to Chelsea's, shock and tension hanging in the air. He felt said member stiffen and he tried schooling his reaction. "Do I have to keep begging?" Chelsea asked, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Are you still in love with her? What the fuck, Daniel?" Daniel rubbed his temples, looking like he was about to explode. "I don't know, Kisha. I just feel like I'm not cut out for this. For you and your issues." My face went cold, my anger simmering just below the surface. "Oh wow, the nerve," I spat. We had a heated conversation, our words flying back and forth like verbal jabs. Finally, I stormed out of the room, needing some space to cool off. Downstairs, I poured myself a drink, feeling my anger and frustration build. Jayla thought she was so smart, dating some rich billionaire and thinking she could take Daniel away from me.

"Hell no. We were relaxed. Not drunk. I don't sleep with drunk women because trust me, that's a whole different world of trouble when you wake up the next morning." "This story is leading to all sorts of romantic places." He grinned. "In my mind, you grabbed me and planted that first kiss on my very unsuspecting lips. A hot kiss too." Elena rolled her eyes, but her cheeks were flaming. "Of course, that's how it would work in your head." Chandler licked his lower lip. "You tasted like cherries. After that, I was all but whipped. I was yours to command, and I've never looked back."