Uncharted 2 Among Thieves Chloe Novels & Stories

I had to look away while we had sex last night so I didn't get distracted by the faded scars I spotted on her arms and back, otherwise I'd stop and hunt the motherfucker to the ends of the earth. "She is in a tough spot," I answer, choosing to leave the details out. I don't want to share Chloe's secrets, even if it's to someone we trust completely. "The De La Cruz cartel is after her." Dante's eyes widen with surprise. "Fuck…" he whispers. "Yeah, precisely," I murmur. "You know I'm not getting myself involved in any of that anymore, man," he says apologetically. "I trust you'll do the right thing though. I really hope you get that sorted out sooner rather than later."

The cacophony of voices and camera flashes only added to the drama. Seraphina, Mace's niece, couldn't resist the allure of the moment. She pulled out her phone and began recording the spectacle. Her young, rebellious spirit found humor in the situation, and she couldn't resist adding her own snarky commentary, clearly targeted at her uncle. "Uncle Mace, this is some top-notch entertainment," Seraphina quipped as she captured the destruction of the Jeep on her phone. "You should consider charging admission for this show." The crowd of onlookers watched with a mix of shock and amusement, unsure of what to make of the fiery woman taking her anger out on a billionaire's car. It was a surreal and

Then Cole and his partner came in, and the moment Sophie saw the two, she knew she was in deep shit. “She’s yours, Cole,” Scott said. “James can’t be bothered getting his hands dirty with the likes of her.” Cole, with menace in his eyes, nodded. “With pleasure.” Scott was whistling merrily as he headed toward the door James, Matt, and Andy had rushed through. Behind him, Cole dragged the crying and begging Sophie away. Her fate was undoubtedly far worse than death itself, if death indeed didn’t come soon enough. * * * The screaming continued to echo throughout the warehouse as James, Matt, and Andy raced up the stairs, along the corridor, and through the rooms.

The pursuit of truth had transformed her into a force to be reckoned with, a beacon of light amidst the shadows. And so, Chloe stepped forward, her eyes fixed on the horizon of uncertainty. The battle ahead would be arduous, but she was ready. The game was afoot, and she was determined to emerge victorious, bringing down the clandestine PACK and revealing the truth that lay hidden within their web of deception.

Ellena poured water and passed it to Chloe. "Thank you." Chloe took the water and took a sip before placing it on the coffee table in front of her. Ellena knew that she had something to say and sat down beside her. Sure enough, the moment she sat down, Chloe leaned over with a serious expression, "I heard that the Arnoult Group is going to invest in Lost City 2?" "You got the news pretty fast." It was only today that Ellena found out about this matter. She did not expect Chloe to know as well.

But she said nothing, rather she threw her face away . " Don't worry babe it's pure business . And nothing more " ******* When Chester called Chloe to meet him at the bar , Boss Theddy's men were ready waiting to whisk her away on his signal . Chloe was facing him so she didn't get to see the men that were standing behind her . When Chloe refused to give him the money he wanted ,he was left with no choice but to initiate his plan B by signaling the woman to bring the beer that she spiked at the counter before sending it over to their table.

Nathaniel had already found his way to her dreams. Her lips wanted to tug as she recalled the cheesy dream she had, but she recalled she had things to do. So, she went inside to scheme how she was going to get to the shipment. ~ The night was still young, but the house was empty. Chloe found it the perfect opportunity to find out the contents of the shipment. For some reason, her heart became nervous. If she finds something illegal that will be a strong evidence, that would mean the brothers being jailed. And that would mean her identity being revealed.

​The moment my footsteps faded up the grand winding staircase and the heavy doors of the upper suite clicked shut, the smile instantly vanished from Chloe's face. ​She stood up from the couch, her breath turning shallow and rapid as her heart hammered violently against her ribs. She glanced toward the stairs, ensuring the coast was completely clear. Moving with absolute, silent speed, she stepped over to the hidden wall safe. ​Her mind raced, replaying the exact sequence of numbers she had watched my fingers type just minutes prior. ​4... 8... 2... 9... #.

He didn't turn back, didn't even give me one last look at me. My stomach dropped; I had pushed away the one thing that made me happy. My phone buzzed, snapping me out of my trance state. It was a text from Liv. >>Hey cherry drop<< >>where are you, I'm home<< I breathe out a sigh of relief, she was the one person I could share all this with. Okay, maybe not everything but I could get a great deal of weight of my chest I thought. >> Hey Livy, get the key in my vase <<

with any words. Hit man does not seem like a threat to me. In the past, Marcus and Nathan have threatened to make me fear hit man. All I had to deal with were Chloe and Jane. Since I do not know them well, it was challenging for me to determine how resilient they were. “Come out, you.” He gestured towards Chloe. The fact that she screamed made me frightened. Not only that, but she is the only person who is aware of my Identity . I am worried that after being severely tortured by hit man, she might reveal too much. "The dungeon has been secured. "There is no way I can leave," Chloe protested. I had not anticipated her to have that attitude. At first, I assumed she would be a little stubborn.