Chloe Ferry Nude Novels & Stories

When Chloe the sound of a car being pulled into the driveway, she thought it's Mia. 'Did she forgot something?' Chloe thought. She turned and walked towards the entrance expecting Mia, but to her shock, it was Nero. "Nero? What are you doing here?" Chloe asked with surprise. Nero looked at her from top to toe. She is almost naked in that bikini. It's leaving nothing to the imagination. Based on the moisture clinging to her skin, it's obvious that she just came out of the water a few minutes ago.

His eyes looked around to find a number of guys staring at her, even teenage boys were gaping at her. Fuck! She wants him to kill everyone here? Bloody fuck. That wasn't it. Chloe swims like a pro. She told him that she learned how to swim at the village, there was a beautiful hidden pond there. Chloe emerged from the water looking Oh so gorgeous, she played with Lucas and Chase in the water and even then few of the guys continued to watch her. Andrew didn't know how he was controlling himself from not killing them. Maybe because Ayla was in his arms who was looking up at him so innocently.

He reached down to help her up. "Chloe, get up." Chloe shook her head. "I won't." "If Ms. Ross doesn't agree, I'll stay on my knees." Adrian's head whipped toward me. "Vivian, you see that?" "Chloe's on her knees for you, pregnant." "What more do you want?" I looked at Chloe kneeling on the red carpet. She'd timed the drop well. Facing the guests, and facing the cameras. The whole wedding was being livestreamed.

"Oh, I knew I smelled strawberry and privilege up here!" Chloe rounded the corner of the ferns. She had changed out of her ruined, pink-stained Chanel blouse and was now wearing an equally offensive, outrageously expensive champagne-colored silk halter top and matching wide-leg trousers. She looked immaculate, holding a crystal glass of white wine in her hand. But the moment her eyes landed on us—specifically on Dani hovering over me on a picnic blanket—her bright, fake smile faltered. Her eyes narrowed into sharp, icy slits.

Her fingers needed something to do—anything to distract her from the dull ache settling deep in her chest. She opened the internet, scrolling mindlessly. News. Fashion. Random videos. She barely registered any of it, her thumb moving on autopilot. And then— Boom. Chloe. The page loaded fully, and there it was: Chloe’s pregnancy shoot, splashed across her screen in all its glossy, curated perfection. Soft lighting. Flowing fabric. Chloe glowing, radiant, one hand resting protectively on her baby bump. And Damian.

Walking down the hallway, I passed through Chloe’s room and it seemed she didn't shut the door. She stood in front of her bed frame and suddenly, she removed her gown, it touched the ground rendering her naked. Damn, her body was sexy. Her ass was massive and her back was beautiful. Why did she look this good? Probably because she was an exercise freak and Pilate was her best friend.

I tossed the spoon on the ground as though it had bitten me, my cheeks now sucking into themselves. " My name is Chloe. I know you are wondering how you got here and honestly, I am too. I stay close to the beach, I got out that morning to get a morning swim and a pregnant woman was lying there, washed up into shore" she said. Pregnant. That was the only word that resonated with me. And almost like I was hit by a brick, it all came back to me, very quickly. From me leaving the house and alpha llyod and alpha callum being captured, down to me being pushed off the rails by Emily.

“Oh, I see your car. It's you, right?” Coral presses the horn and when Chloe hears the same, Chloe confirms. Ending the call, Coral drives to her apartment. Chloe is standing outside, all dressed up and looking extremely gorgeous. Coral peers down the window glass and takes a good look at her best friend first before letting her in. “My, my. Someone's going to make the guys wild tonight” Coral snickers. Chloe is wearing a halter crop top that has sequin and tight leather pants. Her short hair is set free that falls on her shoulders and the makeup is on point.

Chloe Vanguard is now officially untouchable. That night, the coast of the private island of Vanguard in the Pacific Ocean felt very calm. In a glass-walled beachfront villa, Chloe stood looking out at the dark ocean with a glass of champagne in her hand. She wore a thin silk evening gown that clung perfectly to every inch of her curves. The sound of crashing waves combined in harmony with Alexander's bare footsteps approaching him from behind. The Alpha King never wears full clothes when he is alone with the Queen. His broad chest covered in ancient tattoos cut through the cool night air, gently grabbing Chloe's waist from behind.

Chloe is 19 and very gorgeous, as in the Miss America peagent type. "Hey mom, have you seen my black pumps?" Chloe asked as she entered the kitchen. she was in a high waisted skirt and crop top sweatshirt that hung half way off the shoulders. She looked at me and face palmed. "Staz your not really gonna wear that are you?" She questioned.