CHLOE. The words Ethan said to me kept reiterating in my head. Every word kept resounding, reminding me that he still hated me as much as the first time. My hands were on the chopping board, slicing the vegetables into small sizes for the soup. Still, I could not bring myself to forget the words and how mean he sounded toward me. He almost killed me. He grabbed my neck and made to suffocate me. His eyes rang with anger toward me. Like the Ethan, I met the first time I came in here. It scared me, I wouldn't lie. I even had to leave his room half naked, fortunately, there was no one in the hallway and nobody saw me when I ran into my room. “Are you fighting with someone or the vegetables doing something to you when you went to get them from the store?” Grandma’s voice sounded behind me. I didn't look down at the vegetables, I was only chopping away. When I did lower my head, I saw that the vegetables had scattered all over the board and table. Goodness, I did not realize what I was
ETHAN. “You mean the tears that dropped from her eyes are good signs?” I asked and the doctor nodded. I saw water roll out of Emily’s eyes so I called the doctor to come check her out. I am now shocked he said the tears from her eyes were good signs. This was great news for me. “Yes, it means her organs are becoming active which can stimulate full recovery. We can expect her to wake up fully within six months,” he said. My eyes went wide and I felt a tug in my heart. My stomach felt full instantly and I felt a gash of energy within me. I couldn't believe it but it was happening right in front of me. The doctor said my sister was going to make a full recovery within six months. This was great news. I couldn't fully believe it but he was my doctor and whatever he said goes. “I noticed that she has been actively experiencing different emotions which caused her recovery to be this fast. Has anyone been causing this? That is the only explanation I could come up with, someone has b
CHLOE. After Granny told me Emily was going to wake up soon, I felt all kinds of excitement. I couldn't wait to finish my work for the day and then go and see her. I couldn't wait to share the news with her. Although she already knew of course. The doctor was in the room and she must have heard it from him.Stepping into her room, I noticed something odd. The machines in her room were not beeping as regularly as they used to. There was a sound pattern that I was using and when I checked, I saw that her oxygen had been unplugged. My eyes went wide with horror. I couldn't believe it. Who removed it? I rushed over to her and touched her wrist to check for a pulse but I got none which shocked me. What happened? Who removed it? I couldn't believe it as I struggled to place the mask back on her face. Why didn't I get any pulse? She was breathing. She wasn't breathing, I confirmed it when I placed two fingers underneath her nostrils. She really wasn't breathing. Oh, Lord! Who unplugged
KATHERINE. This was the only opportunity I had to see Ethan and make him mine. I couldn't leave. I had to do something so I instantly fell to my knees. Grandma has a soft heart even though she is mean on the outside. I could break her easily this way. I winced as my knees hit the floor to make her believe I was weak. “Grandma, he needs me. I have been with him from the beginning. I know how to make him feel better. We all know Emily was his last hope at humanity and how devastated he would be now.” I sighed. My voice sounded throaty, as though I was weak and couldn't move even as little as my arm. I needed to arouse pity. To make her feel for me and then think I could make Ethan feel better. Grandma cared for Ethan like he was her son. She loved him very much and would do anything for him to be happy. “I can help Ethan. I am only here because of him, nothing more.” Her eyes thinned, she was thinking about it which meant that I might actually have a chance. I felt so much excite
CHLOE. I was surprised when I saw Sarah in front of the cell. She covered her mouth, gasping after she saw me. I saw her eyes start to water when she neared the gate. “What happened?” She asked, her voice low. “I didn't know you were going to come,” I said. “There is nothing you tell me to do that I wouldn't do. You save my mother. One Ethan paid my mother’s bills because of you. Thank you.” Ethan?“What name did you just call?” I asked. “Ethan.” She repeated. “Wait, how did you know it was Ethan who paid the bills?” I asked. “I was told by the doctor. I asked him and he told me.” She responded. The anonymous person who had paid the hospital bills was Ethan. I almost couldn't believe it. “It is fine. I called you here for a reason. I need your help,” I started. “Anything you ask me to do, Chloe.” She stretched her hand through the open space and then I moved closer to her. “I am going to jail.” “Jail?” Her eyes went wide. “Yes, I am going to jail because of a murder tha
ETHAN. Maybe I should have been the one trapped in the car that day the terrible accident happened. Miraculously, I found myself outside of the car while Emily was trapped in there. I tried my best to get her out but I couldn't. When the ambulance arrived, my sister had lost consciousness and she never opened her eyes after that day. Now she was dead. My sister was taken to the morgue, and she was pronounced dead. I shut my eyes feeling a pang of headache on the front of my head. The next second, my phone started to ring, and I checked the caller's identity to find the lawyer in charge of my sister’s case. I picked up on the second ring. “Yes?” “Sir Ethan, are you coming to the court tomorrow? You know Chloe would be charge to court tomorrow?” He asked. “Coming for what?” I asked calmly, I was really trying to be as easy as possible. “To witness her judgment. Do you not want to watch her Cry?” He stated with a tone of mockery which only heightened the anger I was holding back.
ETHAN. I stumbled over Chloe’s request and scanned through what she had written. She told me to give her grace. Not to rush in judging her. “I am not a good person, but I can assure you that I am trying to be better so give me time.” Did she write this because she knew she was going to kill my sister? She was trying to get me to trust her even after murdering my sister. She knew what she was doing. She was nothing but a witch. Chloe was clever, she knew what she was doing all this while. Goodness, I shouldn't have even trusted her for one second. I shouldn't have allowed her on the main floor that led to my room and that of Emily. I was stupid to have even trusted her in the first place. I was dumb! Just then, my phone rang and I picked it up. It was a female voice. “Please, don't end the call. I really need to talk to you. You have to listen to me, this is between life and death. You don't want to kill someone who didn't do anything right?” Her voice was shaking with fear. It
CHLOE. I became too stunned to speak. Grayson and Olivia walked over to me with the same disdainful expressions. They had mockery on their faces. Olivia laughed and Greyson joined her. “Look at you. You are shameless. Your life is worthless. I feel like you were the one who brought shame to your family. Bad luck rather!” Greyson mocked. I felt so much anger watching someone who betrayed my family have the last laugh. After all he did to me, he had the nerve to say words like this to me. I felt so much anger yet I could not do anything about it. “Greyson, it is such a relief that you left her and came to me. See how miserable her life is. You should be happy that I even accepted your proposal and saved you from someone like her!” Greyson extended his hand over to her. He pulled her closer and then kissed her forehead. I felt a tug in my chest, not because I still loved him or cared about him. It was because of the betrayal. They looked like the winners when I should be the one w
Chloe After I left Patricia, I went into my room to read the message I had received better. Earlier, I thought that I was reading wrong, it couldn't be true that someone saw Cassie and me in the bush. No one had access to the lake because it was an exclusive lake as it was not far from the pack house. How come someone saw us? I opened the message and read through it once more. My eyes scanned through the text, and each word that I read made my heart fly so high in my chest. Indysbrku, I dialed the number. It wasn't even a number from my pack. Whoever had the number wasn't one of my pack members as we had distinctive numbers which separated us from others. However, the number did not go through. The number was invalid and this only angered me. Who was the motherfucker who chose to prank me? This had to be a prank. I just couldn't make peace with the thought that someone had seen us and I was being threatened right now. Perhaps it was Alpha ego. The thought of it was simply annoyin
DAMIEN. Spinning her around, she was nothing but a middle-aged woman. She looked stunned when she saw me, her mouth flying open while she stared deeply at me. “Alpha.” She called, shocked to see me. My eyes fell to her hand, she had nothing there, no bag. Nothing which meant that she didn't carry the bag like I had presumed. I looked around again maybe I could see any other person but there was no one. “What are you doing here?” I asked. She said nothing, she dropped her gaze. “Why are you not speaking?” I asked. “Because…” She paused, reluctant. “What? Tell me, I am your Alpha,” I said. She scratched the back of her head before sighing and giving in. “I am tired of life, Alpha. I trusted a man who took so much from me. I was so stupid to have believed him. I already lost so much!” She half sobbed. Her demeanor had changed too. “So what did you come here to do? Plant some money?” I gave her a stare that made her chuckle, lighting up the mood like I wanted. “No. I... I want
Chloe“Do you have an idea of the reason she kept the secret from you?” Patricia asked, her eyes still wide open after I told her who my biological mother was. Her face had been completely stunned for a while now. “No. But then I have been thinking that she doesn't know about it either. There is no way she would have watched me struggle to know my biological mother when she was there all along. Titus suggested it and I read sense into it as well.” “Oh, yeah.” She scratched the back of her neck. “Right now, I am praying to the moon goddess that she gets better quickly to enable me to have answers to all my questions. I really needed to ask her a lot of questions,” I said, looking away when I remembered that I had asked her to do something for me. I turned to her, she was playing with her well-painted fingers now. “What about the research on Rachel’s family? Have you figured out them like I asked?” I turned to her. I had been bothering my Beta lately even when he had external pack
CHLOE. Ethan told me to bring a drink for his visitor and to be very honest, I was upset that he had called me to bring a drink for the Matilda. Who was she to him? I still had that question roaming in my mind. I still wondered where she had come from and why she came here. What did she want? I listened to him and took the drunk to the hallway where he stayed to work sometimes. I saw her next to him, talking. She sat extremely close to him and I hated it. Why did she have to sit so close to him?I rolled my eyes and then set the tray before her. Her eyes were on me, she kept looking at me as if she knew me before today. Her eyes were on me the entire time while I was fuming with so much anger. I turned around and left the hallway, striding down the narrow way until I got to the stairs. I was so upset, to be honest. Why did he have to come here with her? He was always working so why did he have time to speak to her? Would she be staying here? Sleeping? I hope not. She should
CHLOE. Ethan kept staring at the new girl and she smiled back at him. There was a mutual feeling between them, as though they knew each other before today. I didn't like it. I didn't like that they knew each other. That Ethan looked at her like he knew her. He stared at her with a friendly gaze, I hated it. “Matilda.” He called her name once more. I disliked her name the instant he called her again. She smiled, the dimples on both sides of her cheeks pretty. I wouldn't lie, she was beautiful and with those natural dimples, she looked breathtaking. Ethan kept speaking to her and he completely lost interest in me and what I had to say.“Hi, Ethan,” Matilda said, her voice like that of a cat. I was certain that it wasn't her real voice and she was trying to impress him. “Chloe, I will speak to you later,” he said to me and then stretched his hand toward the devil in the devil’s dress. She wore a mini gown which barely covered her entire thigh. Certainly, she was trying to seduce him, t
CHLOE. My eyes went wide and I looked around the room. It was different. I didn't know the room until I came back to my senses and remembered that I had collapsed onto the floor. My mother had a hiccup, her chest rising and falling. And then I collapsed out of shock. I ran my hand over my face, trying to sit up on the bed. At the same time, the door was pushed back and then a nurse stepped into the room. She had a bowl with her which had some syringes and drugs. “Am I good to go?” I asked, trying to sit up and then remove the drip worked into my skin. It hurts. “Oh, yes but I have to give you some antibiotics for the baby,” she said nonchalantly and then dropped the pan next to my bed. My eyes went wide, so wide, it almost took over all of my face. What baby?“Uhm, I think you made a mistake,” I said. “Mistake? Are you not Chloe Hathway?” She asked. That was my name. “Yes,” I said. “Good. You are one month pregnant, that was the reason you passed out,” she answered. My left
CHLOE. I wasn't sure Ethan was capable of falling in love. Although he had been showing the characteristics of such. Yet, I wasn't fully convinced that he was. Hence I decided to ask Grandma and seek her advice. If Ethan was truly in love with me, then I would be able to seek revenge for all that he had done to me. I would be able to torment me as much as he did to me. That afternoon I wasn't on duty as there was nothing to actually do. Grandma was preparing Ethan’s pumpkin soup, one of his favorite foods which grandma used to prepare for him when he was younger. Hence I wasn't supposed to interfere. This time I wanted something so I went to the kitchen. Grandma was backing me, her hands on the table, slicing the pumpkin leaf. I slid in quickly and started to held her with the necessary things. She glanced at me but didn't say anything even though I had never helped her. Probably because Ethan had told me never to prepare the soup for him because Grandma was in charge of that. Ever
CHLOE. His tongue went up my clit, brushing a long thin line on there. Damn, it felt like the best thing in the world. Every part of me started to shake, betraying me and showing him that I enjoyed everything he was doing. I didn't want to touch him or run my hand in his hair but then I couldn't help it. I had to touch and feel anything other than letting my hands hang in the air. It was discomforting. Hence I let my fingers into his air, drawing a thin line, and moving it around his hair. He began to move faster on my clit, moving back and forth, deeper and faster. It felt like heaven, every part of me starting to shake. I could feel my juice at the tip, about to explode from me. I shut my eyes, and my mouth, pinning over the other. “Ah, god, Yes! It feels so good. Fuck. Yes!” I kept shouting, trying not to scream at the top of my lungs. I was trying hard not to act out of control. I didn't want him to see how much he had an effect on me. Suddenly, he raised his head, his
CHLOE. I could still feel his touch on me. His dick in my cunt, fucking me. I had not been able to get the way he fucked me in the back of the car out of my head. I had tried over and over to be able to stop thinking about yet, yet it proved futile. I tried to use the book and that didn't work especially because the male lead and female lead were attracted to each other. It only worsened my case and my horniness. Seeing that I couldn't get it out of my head, I decided that I was going to get myself fucked by him. That should be easy since I was his sex slave. I was naked so I wore the robe and tied the belt securely. I didn't bother washing my cum off. I could already feel his cock penetrating me, god, my body was all giddy at the thought. I got out of my room and then headed for his room. Getting to the door, I pushed up my boobs, making sure it was on display. I had perky and full-chest boobs, I didn't have a problem seducing him. I couldn't just wait to have him, his thick dic