Paige Chloe Novels & Stories

I climbed down from the bed and walked to the desk, on the screen was Paige. Cristela walked out of the bathroom with a hand towel, some parts of her face was still wet. “Paige." I told her stretching the phone to her. She was reluctant to take it. “Hello…" Cristela said dropping the phone on the desk and turning on the loudspeaker. “Hey Cee." Paige said. Cristela was quiet. “I'm calling be-because I saw….I was scrolling through I*******m and saw your picture…Ancho announced you as their new model." Paige said.

Chantelle's POV As Delcan asked me out, I could feel my heart racing. I knew I should say no, but something about him made me want to say yes. I could see the hope in his eyes, and I couldn't bear to disappoint him. I felt myself blushing as I gave him my answer. "Yes," I said. His face lit up with joy, and I felt my stomach do a somersault. I didn't know what to expect from this date, but I knew I was in for an adventure. I walked into my house, feeling a rush of joy. My uncle and his family were sitting in the living room, waiting for me to start working, but I couldn't bring myself to care. My thoughts were consumed by the upcoming date with Delcan. I knew it was foolish to get so excited

She’d been radiant today, nerves hidden under that quiet grace of hers, standing tall before a crowd that looked at her with suspicion. The first picture almost guts me. Paige in a white dress. It’s simple yet elegant, the kind of beauty that doesn’t need lace or sparkle to shine. Her hair is pinned up in soft curls, a few strands loose around her face. The sunlight streaming through the church windows catches her eyes, making them brighter. She looks younger here, and there’s a hope there I’ve never seen in her. It makes my chest ache; I want to make her look that way. I want to bring that hope back into her eyes.

Then she took the hand of a little girl, around seven years old with dark brown hair and adorable grey eyes. Abby smiled, “Luna Zariah, Alpha Isaac, this is Chloe. She is our very popular decorator.” I smiled, “Hello, Chloe. We appreciate you coming down on such short notice.” Chloe giggled, “You’re very welcome, Luna. I need to practice more, so this gives me a chance for that. Would you like to see the drawing?” I nodded, “I would love that.”

She stood in front of the camera, elegantly presenting her work. “I’m Carina Morrison, founder of Astraeus… Our debut show will be at the Beverly Hilton. It’s going to be a show that redefines tradition…” My hands were shaking. I fumbled for my phone and dialed Lorenzo. “Lorenzo, turn on the TV!” “What?” “Now! The fashion channel!” A few minutes later, Lorenzo’s shout came through the phone. “Chloe! That’s my Chloe!” Chloe appeared on screen, too. She was in a black power suit, looking like a CEO.

What part of he did not want to keep sending for her did she not understand and when did she start demanding things. He straightened, towering over her with his 6ft height, and it was too easy to do so because she was a petite woman. Even in her six inches high heels he still towered over her. But what she lacked in height, she made up in curves and beauty. Paige had this classic heart-shaped face, and a head full of blond curls. A button nose which was pointed, plump lips, and baby blue eyes. Leo frowned. He could remember in her resume it said she was twenty-six, but she ended up looking like she was twenty-four, sometimes even twenty-three. It must have something to do with those wide blu

“Sure, thanks." "I have one condition," Freida stated. "...What?" "I want an invitation to Fairlight’s finance research forum happening at the end of this month.” Chloe frowned suspiciously. "And what do you plan on doing there?" Freida lowered her eyes and gave a bogus-sounding explanation, "I'm interested in the field." A glimmer appeared in Chloe’s eyes as she looked the middle-aged woman up and down. Paige looked ordinary, donning plain clothes and simple glasses, but her long and shiny black hair elevated her demeanor.

Chloe is 19 and very gorgeous, as in the Miss America peagent type. "Hey mom, have you seen my black pumps?" Chloe asked as she entered the kitchen. she was in a high waisted skirt and crop top sweatshirt that hung half way off the shoulders. She looked at me and face palmed. "Staz your not really gonna wear that are you?" She questioned.

Audrey: "..." "You sure? You know how intense she gets when she's chasing someone..." Briella laughed softly. "Exactly. Who else could possibly keep Alan in line?" "...Alright then. I'll light a candle for that poor soul. Let's hope he survives her royal highness." ... The Next Day. X's top trending topic once again: "Paige Sawyer's Clarification." Exploding. Sawyer Corp's official account released a video. In the video, Paige wore a flowing white dress. Her brows were drawn with subtle sorrow, and her eyes still held traces of redness.

Maya’s POV I sat on the edge of the waiting chair outside the VP office. My fingers digging into the plush fabric of Chloe’s skirt. I looked down at my hands. The manicure was perfect, but the person underneath was a mess. I had just stood in a hallway and screamed at Chloe, for something I had messed up. I had used her secrets as weapons. I had taken the one thing she cared about, her social standing, and set it on fire just because I was hurting.