Step Up 2 Chase Mga Nobela at Kwento

He sat across from me, hands cuffed, and his face was deathly pale. I did not lash out like he thought I would. There was no fury, no accusation, not even hatred. I just watched him quietly, the way one would look at someone he had never met. My gaze drifted to the brand-new designer watch on his wrist. It was a birthday gift I worked three months to afford. I spoke slowly. My first sentence struck straight at his weakest point. “Did you pay off that two-hundred-thousand-dollar loan?” Dylan flinched. The blood vanished from his face in a split second, and his eyes skittered away in panic.

“Chase.” Noah felt the subtle redirection of the room before he saw it. The focus moving away from him as if someone had physically turned a dial. Chase moved just enough to straighten where he stood, unfolding one arm from where it had been crossed, his posture shifting from casual to attentive in an instant. “Yes,” he said, tone even. “Where are we with Stavros?” Adrian asked. The tone in which he had asked the question told Noah that this wasn’t small. He watched Chase’s jaw tightened just slightly before he replied. “He’s stalling, says there’s a discrepancy in the delivery projections and he wants to renegotiate percentages before signing off on the second phase.”

With axle’s guidance we searched the streets until the sun started to set, but it was a fruitless exercise, we found nothing. Stopping at a gas station to refuel, I was working the pump when a rusty old pickup truck pulled in behind us. As soon as the human woman that was driving opened the door she had my full attention, she was covered in my mate’s scent so thickly I could practically see it rolling off her in waves. Who the hell was this woman? I thought to myself as I watched her walk inside to gas station. Leaving the pump running I leaned in the open driver’s window to speak quietly to Axle “Listen quick, the woman who just pulled up behind us has Charlotte’s scent all over her. We’re

Monet said, his voice as cold as ice. And with that he started to drag me up the stairs. "No, let me go! I won't go anywhere with you!" Grabbing the handrail, I tried to get out of his grip. But with one harsh tug, he made me climb up the stairs. My legs were screaming to stop, but his hold on me made me move. "Is the chopper ready, Milton?" "Yes, Boss." Something churned inside me. No, they couldn't take me away with them.

The sound coming from the music background seemed to fade away as I get closer to her direction and just when I was inches away from the stage, I intentionally grabbed her smooth long leg. I want this toy to play with me. As soon as my hands landed at her foreleg, the woman stepped backward and seductively made her way towards the backstage leaving me behind. What the fuck? Another woman emerged out from the other side of the room however; it was not the same as her. My hand turned into a fist. I want her bad; I will get what I want. “Where is your manager?” I shouted atop of my lungs.

Thinking of loan sharks striked fear through her heart. If they could be somehow free from them! The doorbell rang and she jumped in fright. It was past midday. Almost 3 in the afternoon. Who would come at such an odd time? With that though, she went to the front to open it. Ethan had also come out of his room curious to see who was at the door. Eloisa would not come at this time. Yoonah opened the door to her worst fear. The loan sharks were standing there. She silently led them inside. She had forgotten today's date. Ethan quickly went to call Eloisa. He knew her mother could not handle them alone.

“She wants me to come home but we both know that is not happening.” At the mention of my stepmother, Chase’s mood shifted suddenly; his eyes turned brooding. “I’ve heard a few things about that family of yours.” He scowled. “They should pray I never meet them.” I sighed. “I too pray you never have to, they are horrible.” He brushed back the strands of my hair that had escaped my ponytail and tucked them behind my ear then gave me a crooked, comforting smile. “Forget them, let’s go put some food in you.” He said.

" She doesn't know? No one knows?" " She's my stepsister, dude" Luke gasped again, rather too dramatically. Chase rolled his eyes. " Come on, we'll talk better in my office" Chase began walking and Luke followed behind him, the latter watching in confusion as the former kept looking back at intervals. When they got to the office, Chase collapsed into a chair. " So..." " Wolf Prince, you found your mate" Luke was ecstatic. Maybe a little too much! " It's not such a big deal, okay?" Chase said.

As he left the room, the three men turned their full attention to me. The tattooed one leaned closer, voice low and smooth. “So… how long have you been fucking your stepdad?” The question hit me like a slap. I sat there, surrounded by strangers, heart pounding, body aching, and realized I was moving right on the edge of something I might never come back from. Upstairs, I heard footsteps. Chloe was moving around. And downstairs, three men were waiting for my answer.

He had pale skin and blue eyes, and was a foot taller than me. "Morning Mrs Kathy." He smiled warmly glancing at her and then to me. "Morning dear. This is Miss Mia Chaves. She's new at Apollo and doesn't know her way around school yet. Will you be a dear, and guide her?" The young teen smiled showcasing a little dimple on his right cheek. "Sure? Hi nice to meet you I'm Chase." He stretched out his hand and I shook it sensing no strong animal vibes like I did at Mr Verrono's estate last night.