Goh X Chloe Novels & Stories

she muttered beneath her breath before hesitatingly turning to face Chloe. Chloe Gayle, Fame Hall’s infamous princess, and her two minions were giggling from behind and looking down at her in the most condescending manner. Rehearsals for the hip-hop department must have ended four hours ago. Lola didn't exactly ‘expect’ to see them still at the agency.

It will hurt you terribly when you get to know that you can’t have them. “They say his mate has already died,” the Xander hater said. “No, some say she has run away, Chloe,” Chloe is the auburn hair girl’s name. “I don’t want to listen to anything,” Chloe said, “I wish I could be his mate,” “Don’t dream too much,” she said.

Something about seeing Chloe standing in this space, her packed dreadlocks and her rings and her thin frame against all this marble and glass, made the reality of everything feel suddenly very sharp. Chloe turned. She looked neater today than she had at the church. Her locs were pulled back and up, and she had on a clean dark jacket. But she was still thin. Too thin. The kind of thin that did not happen in a few months. "That tall older guy let me in," Chloe said simply. Natasha blinked. "Xavier?" "Is that his name?" Chloe said, like it was a mildly interesting piece of information. "Do you know him?" Natasha asked.

“ She did respond in an instant, as if she was anticipating what would then happen. Would you like a drink as I thought of you lately? This was always my aim. Chloe was found after I came to a downtown lounge later. She walked into the lounge, looking absolutely stunning. Her red lipstick with designer heels were shocking when she entered. Chloe always exuded confidence. She sat before me holding a drink, her fingers intertwined around the glass. “You have an offer for me I assume” she said as she stirred her drink. I didn’t waste time. “Alessandro is relevant as well as Sarah.” That got her attention. With her head tilted, her eyes became sharp. “Go on.”

But when the door opened, Chloe was standing there in a sexy, black lace nightgown, brazenly showing off her body for Dominic. "Dominic, surprise! Happy anniversary. Fifteen years since the day we first met!"

Leo said smoothly, completely unbothered. The heavy oak doors clicked open, and Chloe marched into the room. She was the perfect picture of campus elite, wearing a tailored houndstooth trench coat, her dark hair pulled back into a flawless ponytail. But her expression wasn't celebratory. Her eyes darted instantly between Leo’s relaxed posture and Gia’s flushed cheeks, her brow knitting into a sharp, calculating line.