Claire Danes Young Novels & Stories

She was here to win. Standing beside Adrian at the top of the grand staircase, she exhaled slowly. From the outside, she was the perfect picture of a billionaire’s fiancée. But on the inside? She was a woman on the edge of vengeance. Adrian leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. “Ready to burn them all?” Claire smirked, keeping her gaze locked on the crowd. “Let’s start with one.” And just like that, they descended into the lion’s den. Damon’s Entrance

But all my efforts seemed to be going down the drain now with all the constant squabbles between us. "Hey!" I jolted out of my reverie when Claire snapped her fingers in my face. "Sorry. I zoned out." I said a little curtly. "I noticed." She gave me a cheeky grin. I joined her in the back of the vehicle whilst the driver and bodyguard stayed in front. Claire and I got talking and in no time I had learnt quite a lot about her. She was an only child, twenty five years old, single and new at Kingston Corp though she had been in LA since she finished from college. She was a makeshift artist when she wasn't doing tech and I found that quite impressive. I eventually promised to see some of her wor

I would play it better. --- Meanwhile, across town… Claire gripped the steering wheel with one hand while holding her phone to her ear with the other. “Get everything there is to know about Liam Raul King,” she said into the line, her voice steady and commanding. “Everything, even before he became who he is today. You can do that, can’t you?” “Of course, madam. Thank you for using our service,” the voice on the other end replied smoothly. Claire ended the call and tossed the phone onto the passenger seat, a small, satisfied smile playing on her lips.

dad mumbled. “Claire is dating CEO Nathan Carter now so she can definitely get you a job at The Dress Code.”

“Okay father. I’ll go get ready.” “Okay, I’ll let the servants to prepare the snacks you will bring.” “Thank you,” I smile. “No problem honey,” father smile and left. Claire get dressed up with the help of Nanette her personal maid. Afterwards, she rushes towards the main door where her father and mother are standing and waiting for her. Claire wears a simple not too formal dress. “I’m ready,” Claire said while smiling. “Okay, we will go now wife,” the duke kissed her wife’s cheeks.

my mind trailed off again. “When you got distracted, as I can see you are now.” I smiled at her with nothing to say in response to her. “Fine, I'll take the hint, but can you do me a favour and when you come up for air and rejoin the party can you talk to Dan, he’s looking for you.” “Claire, I want to enjoy my evening, I will not be speaking with Dan.” Claire reluctantly backed down and gave me a quick hug. As she did, she whispered in my ear, “He’s bloody stunning, Leila.”

Tears cascaded down my cheeks and I didn't care about the effect they were having on my exquisite make-up. Clara walked forward, a smug look on her face, “Why all this drama? You had it coming, sis,” she let out a mocking chuckle, further infuriating me. “Men like Dane need heirs but you couldn’t give him that. For two years, he has been patient with you but not anymore.” “Clara…” “Now, I’m going to be with him and give him what you couldn’t.”

She’s a fashion designer and has been working on making her brand a global one. So, according the her, One of the top designers in Francehas invited her for a pageant where Claire’s newest designs will be put on display. I try to pay attention to what she’s saying but in between my mind keep flashing back to the thoughts of Vera. Claire doesn’t seem to notice it, so I guess I’m doing a great job hiding the whole thing. However, I do get to steal glances back to know if the stupid, horny yoga instructor still make

“We’ll see it when we’re supposed to.” Nicola shot him a grateful look. “Thank you, Damien. At least one of you respects boundaries.” But Dylan wasn’t ready to give up. “Come on, at least tell us the color. That’s not ruining anything, right?” Clara chuckled as she set her bags on the floor and joined the conversation. “Boys, I think you’ll find the anticipation will make the moment all the sweeter. Besides, I can confirm that both dresses are absolutely perfect.” “Perfect, huh?” Dean said, his curiosity unabated. “Okay, but is it...”