Chloe Bourgeois Miraculous Novels & Stories

The girl questioned, trying so hard not to sound rude. Zara scoffed loudly. “I don’t need an appointment to see Harry.” “Everyone needs an appointment to see him. Who do you think you are?” The lady lashed out, already loosing her cool. From the last question, Zara confirmed the lady didn’t know who she was. She placed her hands on the counter table and exhaled, “I’m Zara Wellington.” As expected, the lady’s jaws dropped in awe. Her mouth was opened for some seconds before she realized and closed it. Her eyes roamed around Zara’s features, observing every single trait.

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

Champagne placed her keys back and her wallet away. She only pushed the door wide open and stepped in. Her heart beat wildly in her chest and her eyes scanned the room. Nothing seemed to have changed except the clothes on the floor. Champagne felt flushed. Thomas was having a shower.. may be she could surprise him since he forgot to meet her. As she took a step forward, her eyes laid on another piece of cloth. Her insides shuddered that instant. Her feet moved forward as her whole body tensed. Her fingers slowly wrapped around the yellow thong, raising it to her face.

I have to find out everything about them by myself to be successful on making Devin to fall in love with me. "And I'm really wondering where you'd got that phone. That looks really expensive", she stated with doubt in her tone while her eyes are fixed on the gadget that I am holding. "It is a second-hand phone, Miss Portia"; I answered her directly while turning my phone upside down to let her see it better so that it won’t leave any suspicions to her. Well, it is a phone worth a thousand dollars so she will surely wonder about it. I woke up in hot rays of sunshine passing through the curtains.

Amara slowly turned to Alexander. “Is that true?” Alexander didn’t answer. But the storm in his eyes told her everything. And suddenly, Amara realized something terrifying. Alexander wasn’t just hiding pain from his past. He might be hiding a mystery. One that someone was now trying to uncover. Dear Readers,😊 Thank you so much for reading The Billionaire’s Accidental Bride. Your support truly means a lot to me. I hope you are enjoying Amara and Alexander’s journey as much as I enjoy writing it.

“It’s moisturizer. Stop making stuff up.” “Yeah, sure,” she teased, tossing her purse onto the couch as she walked in. “That moisturizer sure made you this much of a star. My best friend is hot gossip, trending on every damn media platform. ‘Who is the billionaire’s mystery woman?’ Ugh, fu*k those people! They are vultures.” I laughed at her dramatics, shutting the door behind her. “It’s not that bad, besides, I don't let it get to me.”

The French silk of her gown brushed against Chloe's cheap imitation fabric with a harsh hiss. The restroom door clicked shut, leaving Chloe standing entirely alone in front of the massive mirror.

Until she arrived. The crowd parted near the entrance like a wave. Chloe Harrington swept in wearing a striking red gown that clung to her model-like body, her long platinum blonde hair cascading dramatically over one shoulder and her heavy perfume trailed her. Her cold light blue eyes scanned the room until they were locked on me. My stomach dropped. Darius was tensed beside me, his arm tightening protectively. “Priscilla Marlow,” Chloe purred loudly enough for nearby guests to turn, a fake smile plastered on her face. “Or should I still call you Mrs. Cross? How quaint to see you playing dress-up in Seattle.”

I looked up at her and saw a quick spark crossing her eyes, but they quickly vanished. Our moment was interrupted by Katherine. "Miss Blair Verity is bought by Mark Reeve for ten thousand!" She announced, and slowly clapped her hands, gesturing for the other woman to leave the stage. "Now, for our lovely Miracle Verity, she is bought by..." She trailed off, looking at me expectantly. "Hawkins Pride." I simply introduced myself. "Miracle is bought by Hawkins Pride at a hundred thousand!"

And if what Avon was saying was true, maybe this is the answer to my family’s financial problems. "Well, all you have to do is—" She handed me a red card. "Let a billionaire purchase you."