Claire Dearing Hot Novels & Stories

"Claire ..." "Please, I don't want to lose you," said Claire again. Tears began to peek in the corner of her eyes. Claire stood up and started to open the top of her dress, letting Leon see her upper body without being covered by anything. Her breasts hung beautifully against her smooth, shiny skin. Her hands then played Leon's lower body, until the cloth trousers tightened. Leon's breath started to gasp, his desire had risen.

Arielle is married and she won't be leaving her husband for you. This little thing you have going on with her won't last and the most crucial part is the anger of Leonard Grey, even your family won't be able to save you from this one’’ Claire yelled. If she was a cheat he was no better. They were both fooling around with people they shouldn't and word of it would destroy both of them. ‘’I was your first, yet I was not the last. Clair, you are in this movie because of the wonderful night of 12, I was there and I saw everything. If you want I don't mind sharing some of the pictures with the public.

Claire whispered, sipping her wine. “Maybe because you look breathtaking in that gold gown,” Lisa replied smoothly. Claire smirked, shifting slightly. “Or is he staring at my boobs?” Lisa followed Damien’s line of sight, noting the sharp intensity in his eyes. Then, with a sly smile, she leaned in and whispered, “Oh, definitely. Look at him, he is completely mesmerized. So passionate.” Claire chuckled, her vanity stroked. She knew she had the power to draw men’s eyes, especially the most desirable ones in the room. And if one of those men happened to be her own son-in-law… well, was that really such a big deal?

Seeing as you already have the body and shape, it makes you more attractive", Claire explained. "Attractive you say. Something weird happened to me for most of last night. I thought It was a dream but it turns out it was real". "Will I be okay?", Angela asked scared to death to her life. "Relax pumpkin, you'll be fine. I got you", Claire replied. Claire was also a good friend. She may have not been close to her as Debbie is but she was always there for her.

Instantly, yellow light flooded the room and I looked around. "What does he intend to accomplish by sending you now? I've already told everything I knew." I whirled around at the sound and my breath hitched when I found the person who was talking. "Oh, don't look so surprised. You have always wanted to see me like this." Claire Devereux, the once proud chosen mate of Xavier Shaw, was chained to the wall, wearing blood-stained clothes, and matted blonde hair.

I know her favorite flowers are Tulips so I also have them but the plant wasn't available so rose was the safest option. I ring the bell after parking my black rover in front of her door to be clicked by the paparazzi. I dressed extra nice even though I look hot everyday. Claire opens the door and her hair is messy and she has changed into some black leggings and a tank top showing her collarbone. She is not wearing any makeup but she is looking as beautiful as ever. I could look at her all day and never get tired of her. I have dated many girls in past ,had spent "nights" with some of them but I have only ever found two girls beautiful. One ,Rose ,we have some history but it is to be sha

“Like... TikTok famous good.” Clarita rolled her eyes. “Don’t encourage her. She already thinks she’s the reincarnation of Shakira.” “Please, I’m more Dua Lipa,” claire said, removing an earbud without missing a beat. Dante strolled in just then, fresh from the gym, towel over his shoulder, shirt clinging to his torso in all the ways that made Jullie’s brain betray her professionalism. He glanced at her. “You’re still here?” “She lives here,” Clarita muttered.

Clara's POV 'Who is the business tycoon's new flame?' 'Trouble in paradise between hotelier Derek Montenegro and Madison Riley?' I ignored the headlines in the rest of the tabloids and skipped through them. I sighed in relief. At least none of them captured my face. "This calls for a moment to celebrate," Layla clapped her hands together. "Lucy!" she yelled. Her expression changed as she was hit with a realisation. "Oh wait, she is not here today," she whispered. "Margaret!" she yelled again.