Novel & Cerita Chloe Baker

It just so happened that he broke up with her a few minutes before, over the phone, while he had another woman wrapped around his cock. Chloe took another large gulp of her wine, emptying the glass. Fuck men. They were all the same, the bastards. She didn’t need a man in her life anyway. She was an independent and successful businesswoman with a collection of vibrators. What the hell did she need a man for anyway? “So what are you up to these days?” Lia asked. Chloe smiled genuinely for the first time as she answered. “I’m a children’s entertainer.” “A what?”

Two hours later , Chloe was still on the files yawning every now and then . " Tiana kings , an upcoming actress and model with two million followers, featured in five movies that has million views,Chloe mumbled out loud , and zoomed in on the actress picture on her desktop. She was dressed in a bikini, standing by the poolside , her red hair dancing in the wind, Chloe gave her a thorough head to toe check and nodded . Popularity- check Skin - check Status - check Perfect ! She turned in her chair and massaged her temples warily. A soft know landed on her door for Darlyn to ease himself in .

The men backed up at the threat and she smiled. "Run along and I'd go looking for a new slave, the one that ran is a Dragon." They ran off at that and she looked at me. "Hi I'm Arachne, Empath Witch and friends of the Three Moons." She said, holding her hand out. I took it and shook her hand. "Channing." "I know. The Three Moons talk about you a lot. Though I don't think Selene likes you very much." She said, before looking at the barrel.

"I am sorry baby girl, you are so strong, so much stronger than me. Jordan Baker is an arrogant douche. Let him lust after you until he has blue balls. Serves him right. He is just used to getting what he wants and women pawning over him. His ego is probably bruised because you are not like the usual women he is used to. So he is trying to get you to Crack." That made me smile. Chloe could always do that. "I doubt that man has ever had blue balls in his entire life, but it's a fan fantasy." "Well there's always a first time for everything." Chloe has always been the fun one, i always envied how she lived her life without caring about anything, her slogan was always, you're only young once, y

Chloe. Calling.

I was about talking when Anita came over. "Hmm...What's going on here?" she asked Lexy putting her hand on lexy's shoulder. "Kelsi here is the daughter of our maid that was sent out of the house last month...." Lexy replied her, looking at me with disgust, ".... And she had the guts to lie to me, telling me her dad is abroad overseeing his business there" I felt ashamed of myself that moment. "Wait! What?" Now the whispering coming frim every corner was getting louder, some of the class mate were covering their mouth in shock, including Anita.

Chloe was just on her way from another hospital after suffering a miscarriage and she was finally diagnosed infertile after about five miscarriages over the last five years of her marriage. It was hard to digest considering she was married into a powerful and competitive family where children mattered. Blake was anxious and his eyes were ridden with worry, "Chloe, what is wrong? What happened to you?" "I– will never be a mom." Even though it was a personal matter, Chole didn't hesitate before saying it, after all, Blake wasn't a complete stranger. Blake Kensington, the CEO of the Castile General Hospital was not only the Crown Prince of Castile but also Chloe's college mate and a former best

Standing on the threshold was Chloe. She looked effortlessly gorgeous, wearing a cropped light-wash denim jacket, high-waisted white trousers, and a pair of oversized designer sunglasses pushed up into her bouncy, voluminous blonde hair. She was holding a brown paper bag from a high-end Upper West Side bakery in one hand and her sleek leather purse in the other. Chloe was Liam’s girlfriend—and she was one of only three people on the entire planet who knew that this high-profile sports romance was a completely fabricated, legally binding corporate facade.

I didn't have the energy to care about anyone but my own. He pointed me to where it was, and I made my way, hoping I wouldn't forget and get lost again. I don't think I can take hearing another conversation that I shouldn't be listening to. I let out a sigh of relief when I finally walked into the kitchen. This house was enormous. I don't think I'll ever be able to find my way around it. I was greeted by a lady who looked to be in her twenties. She had mousie brown hair and a plain-looking face. She smiled sweetly at me. "Miss Hunter's alpha mind linked me and told me to be waiting for you. I hope you didn't get too lost." I shook my head, taking a seat at the bench.

Stanley stepped forward and spoke. “This is Alora, Chloe. She’ll be assisting you with anything you need.” Charles added, “Trust me, she’s very good at her job and nice. There’s no way you could possibly hate her.” I lifted my eyes to look at Chloe. She was stunning—hazel eyes, coffee-brown hair that fell in soft waves, and a confident expression that screamed privilege. Dressed in a crisp white shirt and fitted jeans, with heels clicking sharply against the floor, she looked nothing like someone who needed assistance. A designer handbag hung from her arm, and a luggage bag rested by her side.