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“Riley, at least I know that you're not a gold digger.” “Oh, really?” Riley’s smile deepened. “Then what is my name?” Zared looked baffled. “Are you kidding me, Riley?” "Who's Riley,” she urged. “What-" Riley shook her head, laughing. “I'm Clara, and guess what? I'm the gold digger here, you just lost your wife assuming it was the other way around.” She said mockingly. Zared stared at her in shock. "Riley-" "Clara, Clara Brown, you must know my father."

The door creaked open, revealing Claire dressed in 4-inch Louboutin heels, a red gown, red gloves, and a red hat that covered half of her face as she sashayed in. My mouth fell wide open while I gawked at her; she was exquisite. "What is she doing here?" The shareholders demanded frantically. "Don't tell me you brought your wife here because you thought she was important and..." Claire ran her hands gently on my shoulders before placing her purse right on the table and, with a piercing gaze, gazed at Eldora:

What i saw made my anger boil. 'FAMOUS BUSINESS MOGUL MR DARRELL BINGWEN SHOWS TO THE WORLD HIS BEAUTIFUL GIRLFRIEND MISS CLAIRE DAISY WILLOWS"the head line read and I saw pictures of her smiling to the camera and also pictures of them kissing. "Why are you showing me this?"I asked in anger. "Does this lady in any way look like you? Stop claiming to be who you are not" "Spare me that crap and tell me where the fuck Darrell is?"

The prescription would cost at least forty. Got it. How was the calc test? Aced it! MIT here I come! Claire smiled despite her exhaustion. Clara was going to MIT. No matter what it took. That night, lying in the bed she shared with Clara, Claire pulled out Damian Cole's business card. She'd looked him up during break. Thirty-two. Self-made billionaire. Photos showed him at galas with beautiful women, always perfect, always untouchable. And she'd dumped coffee on him. Clara peered over her shoulder. "Who's that?"

Claire was quite adventurous when it comes to sex and she seemed determined to make up for the sex she had lost out on since her divorce with DDante ‘Well, let's check our that sexy video.’ I said softly as I opened my phone, it will be a nice company, since I really don't know when it'll to my turn I added and brought out my Bluetooth earpiece not knowing what to expect, I’d be embarrassed if it’s the sound of sex. I opened the video and saw it was not a sex video and Claire wasn't even in the video. "Fuck, that's Katia fighting" I said already running out of the mall. My mind racing.

We all stood up to greet them and introduce ourselves and I went straight to Claire. "Hi, Claire. I'm Deena and I'm such a huge fan of yours. You are one of the stars I really looked up to." I offered my hand and she took it with a smile. "I've been watching Ex-Factor and you are the most interesting participant." I covered my mouth and stopped myself from fangirling too hard. While the others swooned over Logan and Mariana, I'm out here interviewing Claire and blabbering about random things. I was satisfied that Kendra was ignored, and only Ryan and Paul were interested in her.

she said, sliding the porcelain toward Madison with a smile. Madison wrapped her hands around the cup but didn’t drink. “I heard you own a lot of stock in Harper’s Hotels.” Clare sipped delicately from hers before placing it back down. “Oh, that? I’m fairly good at investing.” “It’s not exactly a promising company,” Madison countered, her voice low. “With all their issues lately, the prices dropped.” A soft laugh escaped Clare. She placed her cup aside and looked directly at Madison. “I think I know why you came to see me.”

I say in a husky growl. The three of us walk hastily inside and up to the bedroom. Clothes quickly litter the floor and I take a good look at Claire. She had her head down in shame and her arms hugged protectively over her chest. She had the body of a model. Her stomach toned with tight abs, freshly waxed womanhood and her breasts seemed perky hidden by her arms. "You're fucking gorgeous," Kelly says in fascination, lowering Claire's arms. "Those other women are stupid to pass in someone who looks like a goddess."

he forced a rotation of her hips, “ride me sweetheart.” She ground her hips against him and was needy and desperate as the passion which was simmering boiled over with his hungry words. He was touching her so intimately, his fingers now slipping inside her panties, finding her slick and wet and he drew her juices to her clit and rubbed it on her. “I want to see your breasts, Delfina.” His hand moved from her clit as ideas started to run in his head.

Emily clapped so enthusiastically that she almost dropped the clipboard tucked beneath her arm. I looked toward Damien and he was already watching me there wasn't the slightest hesitation when Mr. Henderson turned to him. "Wouldn't you agree?" Damien smiled. "Completely." His voice carried easily through the ballroom. "This gala has always been Claire's vision." The words stole my breath. "I simply had the privilege of watching her bring it to life." Something inside me loosened and for just one moment I forgot the divorce, I forgot Tiffany and I forgot yesterday. I simply allowed myself to feel proud. I'd earned this.