Cleo X Deuce Novels & Stories

Astolfo's gaze soften and Cleo took a step back, "I'm doing the best I can." "Well, let's find on that, shall we?" Cleo's looked became cold she turned her heel around and walked back to the claw machine Ace and the kid was on. Not giving Astolfo another look and just totally forget about him. "Did you find something? Big sister?" Klive asked, Cleo, smiled and bend her knees a little so that she was on the kid's eye level. "Of course." She pulled something from her coat's pocket and showed him what she got that made Ace shriek in horror.

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Then he gently massaged her ankle. Henry didn't deny her beautiful and soft skin as he massaged. Her thighs were slender and long, such that he could almost imagine himself feeling them with his hands. He had to shake off those dirty thoughts and concentrate on helping her. It wasn't his desire to fall in love with an employee of the CRUZ company though, he was allowed to do it.

Time freezes as Declan's words hang in the air. Henry's hand is still wrapped around mine, warm and steady, while Declan's face twists with something between rage and triumph. "You know her?" Henry asks, looking between us. "Oh, I know her alright." Declan's laugh is cruel. "She's the barmaid who slapped me. Not Hattie Everett." Henry's hand goes slack in mine. The loss of his touch shouldn't hurt, but it does.

She was in one of the rooms upstairs and I knocked before Debbie let me in. “Come on in,” Debbie said. “Cleo is having a crisis. Her dad can’t make it today,” Debbie told me as she opened the door. I was more surprised to see her here. I had thought this was a family thing. “Why?” I asked Cleo. She paced beside me. “His flight got delayed and he has this thing. I think he’s dating again,” Cleo said and I could almost taste the distaste in her mouth. She brought the phone to her ear and resumed her conversation. “It’s Isa. See, everyone is here!” Cleo said into her phone.

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema

A young woman said just as she caught the big bag with one hand, right before it made contact with Isabelle. "Wow," Isabelle said to the young woman, "Thanks for catching that bag. You seem pretty strong," Isabelle remarked because of the woman's subtle strength. "I literally sleep in the gym. Hi there, my name's Cleo," She gave her hand to Isabelle. "Hi, Cleo. I'm Isabelle and this is my boyfriend, Josh," She introduced. "Hi, there. Thanks for saving her head," Josh joked. "It's my pleasure. I'm in F19," Cleo said and pointed at the closest seat to the window.

"Who do I have the pleasure of speaking to?" A beautiful smile broke across her face. "I'm Cleo Devereux." Her eyes shimmered as her eyes searched his. "You're Caleb Valient, are you not?" Caleb nodded his head while she pushed her strawberry blond waves away from her face and over her shoulder. "You truly do have the most stunning cognac eyes." Startled by the remark, Caleb could only watch Cleo flounce off. His eyes darted to Persephone, who was watching him with an unimpressed look sharpening her features. His eyes narrowed at her expression as she passed by him.

Cleo was on her phone talking ; "Thanks Blake. I will talk to him. Just make sure everything is ready for Monday's status meeting . Keep well bye ." I stood behind the counter watching her and I couldn't help but smile at how cute she was in work mode. I looked up and did a double take . She was wearing ; A navy blue v neck capped sleeve knee high shift dress with tribal printed wedge heels . She had left her hair natural, and she was wearing the pearl studs I bought her when we first met . I was speechless. She looked up and smiled at me with tired eyes...

Though it is a plane it looked a little more complicated than the usual one. But if not escape she can at least hide. That little hope gave her the strength as she moved front still not in the position to walk properly, and eventually her heels clicked as she staggered making enough sound to gain the attention. Trying to stabilize herself she looked ahead and felt dread when she saw a face peeking through the seat as he sat down. Her legs shook in fear while looking at him. He has those cold eyes with zero expressions on his face. Her face paled up looking at him. Her husband Andrey. No. He is not Andrey. He is D'Arcy.