Claire Dearing Hot Novels & Stories

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:

Claire is going to have a lot of questions for me *********

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?"

Some few minutes later, Clara came out dressed in a sexy red gown which was exposing her thigh and also her b**bs. Owen almost gets smitten by Clara's appearance as he recovers immediately. "You look really pretty tonight my lady! Please follow me". Since she had nothing to say, she just followed him to the car after waving at her madam who smiled at her for behaving herself this time around.

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.

CLAIRE Four years had passed since my world had shattered. Claire Darlington—the woman who had been humiliated, betrayed, and discarded—was gone. In her place stood Clara Everson, CEO of Erebos Pharmaceutical. Sharp, focused, unyielding. Every scar, every sleepless night, every moment of pain had carved her into someone who could survive… and even thrive. My company had grown from a modest lab into a powerhouse, and every achievement reminded me that I could exist on my own terms. That I could command my life, and no one could take that away.

Claire hissed as she walked past us. I stared at her, eyes narrowing with astonishment. She was wearing a tight, sleeveless, gold dress, which exposed her upper thighs. “Where're you going?” I questioned but she didn't respond. Richard and I followed her downstairs but she wasn't staying for dinner; she was going out. “Stop right there young lady!” my dad barked at Claire as she reached the door. Claire sighed, turning around to face him. “Where do you think you're going, dressed like a cheap whore?” he asked, his voice cold.

“Why do I even talk to you?” “Because I’m fabulous and I keep your boring life interesting.” She nudged my arm playfully. “So… tell me. Was he hot?” Hot. That word didn’t even begin to cover Damian. He wasn’t just hot, he was dangerous, like fire in human skin. Every memory of him left me shaky and off-balance. I forced a half-smile. “Complicated.” Claire’s grin widened. “Oh, complicated? That’s code for mind-blowing. Don’t lie to me, I can smell it. Who is he? Where’d you meet him?”