Step Up 2 Chase Novels & Stories

he chortled cocksure, "You’re a young handsome bachelor so you’re already halfway there. All you need to do is build a rapport with her. Show her that you’re not just like any other billionaires. I estimate that in three months, you’ll get her sympathizing with your cause. Get her in a room and you go, I just need your property so I can prove to my ass of a father that I’m the best in the world." He copied the serious expression on Vincentio's face, his voice low.

“Mom, where is the venue for her competition?” “I seem to be attending a training camp for a few days. She called me today and said she wouldn’t be back until the day after tomorrow.” Suzan's heart almost jumped out of her chest, her face turned pale, and she felt terrible. An idea jumped directly into her mind. Trap. This was a trap. She was about to fall into Charlie’s trap. She didn’t know how she hung up the phone. She only knew that her whole body was shaking and she kept stroking her hair with her claws.

She gazes ahead, catching my eye on him, and winks back, saying, "Oh, I see. Show him how it's done." I shake my head at her, and after sharing a laugh, I guide her toward Kalix. I watch them head up the stairs in search of a room. I attempt to rise from the table, but my foot collides with an empty bottle, and the next thing I know, I'm slipping off.

She noticed all eyes were Carter at her “Will you look elsewhere? The show is over.” Celine grumbled looking around. She noticed a man walking towards her table, she looked down shyly blushing. “Is he coming towards me? I hope he's cute and rich.” Celine prayed. He banged his hand on the table “Hello, lady.” Celine raised her head with a pleasant smile. Her smile transformed into a grown one when her eyes met the guy that she was crushing on from afar. “You, runaway debtor. ” Erickson gasps. “Why do you keep stalking me? You can just propose if you love me.” Celine shyly responds.

Chapter 8: Are you interested? "Alissa?" Shane whispered, his voice barely audible. He stared, wide-eyed, as if he had seen a ghost. Cindy, standing beside him, blinked in disbelief. "Alissa? It can't be—" Her voice trailed off when she saw the angel walking down the stairs. As her eyes landed on the man next to her, she couldn't help but admire his striking features. "Who is that guy?" she asked, her curiosity piqued. "He's extremely handsome."

Lyle replies smoothly, his tone leaving no room for argument. I blink, momentarily stunned. What is he doing here? Lyle Grayson wouldn’t be caught dead in a place like this—too common for someone like him. There he is, standing in the middle of the café, exuding the same effortless confidence that used to captivate me. The client shifts uncomfortably, his tone suddenly polite. “Of course. Let’s continue.” I nod, unsure whether to feel grateful or mortified by Lyle’s intervention. Still, I return to the matter at hand, walking Mr. Dawson through the details of his case. This time, he listens, albeit grudgingly, and the meeting concludes without further incident.

I want to move into the Chase mansion. I just stood at a point watching their interaction.

"Brandon, it's getting colder in Frankwell. Remember to bring a thick coat." Brandon picked up the phone, making the screen light illuminate the slight upward curve of his lips. Then, without even bothering to zip up his suitcase first, he typed a quick reply with one hand. "A text from a coworker?" I asked, looking at the bear emoji. He locked the screen and slipped the phone into his trouser pocket. "Yeah. It's Wilma Chapman. She's also flying this route today, working behind in the cabin." "Isn't she a Chief Purser for domestic routes?"

Clarice next to Lily's high chair. Elijah sitting very straight, staring at Chase like a dog watching a fridge. Chase stands up. Taps nothing against nothing. He doesn't need a glass, the room goes quiet on its own. "Two announcements," he says. "Natasha goes first." "Coward," Natasha says, and stands. "Fine. I've started my own firm. Office is leased, first hire is made, we open next month. You're hearing it before the press does, which matters, because the press has it and it'll print soon."

She stated. Chase's face lit up in a smile. He'd found an opportunity, " Get ready in twenty." He instructed, " we're going phone shopping." He said leaving her arm and walking back to his table. " Umm, it's fine, I'll be able to-" Hailey tries to refute but is interrupted by Chase. " I didn't want to hear it, go. Now." He orders, Hailey let's out a breath and walks out, heading to her room to prepare for the spin off shopping.