Sam Claflin Girlfriend Novels & Stories

"No, that can't be! Sir Cupid has never had a girlfriend for all the two years that I've been working here." "Exactly," Liam deadpanned. "It's impossible for him not to have a girlfriend with how good-looking and rich he is. Maybe he finally found someone who suits him well." "Actually," Claire said. "I think I've seen that woman once. She also came here. Alone. I think it was one...or maybe two years ago? When I was just starting out in the company." "They've been together for such a long time?" Olivia asked. "Dang. And there I thought that I had a chance with him."

‘Haven’t rumors been spreading that the Clarins couple is loving and loyal to each other? “Since the wedding two months ago, Mr. Clarins and Mrs. Clarins’s relationship fell apart. Zyler said he did not mind, but he did. He started having affairs with other women. Mrs. Clarins knew about it but chose to ignore it. She planned on silent revenge.” Olivia was stunned and looked at John. “Do you mean that the Clarins Group is now under Mrs. Clarins’s name?” “Yes.” “Who did you talk to about the cooperation?”

Of course, she's been praying for this opportunity to come, so why would she say 'no' to a request like this? Clara is Richard's twin sister who has been away for five years, and has only been communicating with Flora through voice and video calls. Even her wedding with Richard was streamed on live TV just so that Clara could watch it online. Without hesitation, Flora fastened the cooking process so she would not keep her favourite sister in-law waiting for long.

"Good to see you." "Likewise, likewise! And who is this lovely lady?" Harold's eyes swept over Clara with undisguised curiosity. Cassian placed his hand on the small of Clara's back. "This is Clara Hayes. My girlfriend." The word hung in the air. Girlfriend. Clara felt her cheeks flush, but she kept her smile steady.

They all could tell Alan was going through so much, but he did not trust Clair enough to share. “You know he is lying, right?” Claudia said, watching Alan’s back fade into the distance. Clair nodded. She could tell—even a blind person could. Claudia added, “For him not to want to tell, it should be important.” Clair nodded and focused on arranging the orders. They had advanced marvelously since their debut. Claudia and Flour were her friends and held shares in the store. It was their choice to continue by her side; she loved the new her so far.

"Yeah... but now you don't have nobody to hang with. I'm with my family. Knox got Sienna. Kole got Keisha. Maverick's married." Clifton pointed at himself. "I'm just out here." We all laughed. I grinned. "You'll find somebody. You've got coworkers. You've got friends." He shrugged. "I met a nice girl at the bank. She slipped me her number." Silas raised an eyebrow. "There you go." I laughed. "Or ask Carmen. I heard she's got about thirty bridesmaids." Clifton groaned. "My sister's friends? Absolutely not. You know that roommate that makes all the dresses?"

I threw at her, and again, that silly empathetic glint flashed across her eyes. “Ma’am… I don’t think I’m in the position to say this.” “Speak up, Diane,” I snapped. “What is it? What’s happening?” She pointed toward my office, contorting her face as if she was being forced to talk. “There’s a new general manager, and…” “A new general manager? What the hell?” I didn’t wait to listen to the rest of her statement. I brushed past her immediately and shoved the door open. And just as she said, there was really somebody else in my seat, and that person happened to be Clara Daniels, my husband’s girlfriend. And guess what? She was cutting her nails when I walked in.

The word settled into my chest like dust. “She was never meant to last,” my mother-in-law continued. “Sam only married her because of that ridiculous promise he made years ago. Gratitude mistaken for affection.” My grip tightened around the plate. The other woman didn’t respond immediately. When she did, her voice was calm, reassuring—like moonlight reflected on water. “He’s sentimental. That’s always been his weakness.” I knew that voice. Claire Whitmore. Sam’s first love. The woman everyone referred to as the one who got away.

Clara POV The phone rang on the other end as I placed it close to my ear, my palm sweaty and shaking. Sandra, my husband’s secretary, took the call and we exchanged pleasantries. “Ma’am,” she continued. “Mr Clark left the office four hours ago. He mentioned having something very important to attend to.” Important. The word hit me like a slap. I forced a smile into my voice, even though my lips were trembling. “Oh. Alright. Thank you, Sandra.

Good family. "He's a keeper," Kael said.Avoid getting ahead of yourself. They are twenty-one years old. "I know. But still. He's good for her." Claire came home with a girlfriend. Sophia. "Girlfriend?" I asked carefully. "Yes, Mama. I'm bisexual. I thought you knew." "I suspected. But you never said." "I'm saying now. Sophia and I have been together six months." "Then we're happy to meet her. Officially." Sophia was lovely. Artistic. Funny. Perfect for Claire.