CHlOE’S P.O.V. Today was my wedding but I am planning to make it the worst day of my life. The maid walked past me in the changing room while I was admiring myself in the mirror. I signaled her to come over and she did, bowing her head as she stood in front of me. “What do you need, ma’am?” She asked. “Nothing much. Take this.” I handed the Bluetooth over to her. She looked at me wondering what I wanted her to do with it. “Why?” She asked. “It's a song for my husband, play it before we say our vows,” I answered, fixing my diamond necklace. I looked beautiful. I have always looked very beautiful. My wedding gown hugged my body beautifully, enhancing my shape. The maid blushed. “Ma’am you have such a perfect life. I envy you a lot,” she said. “Of course, why wouldn't you.” I arranged the golden bracelet around my wrist, carefully. She smiled and then bowed her head before leaving. I felt that she was affected by what I said but I didn't care. Finally, my dad came over. He cup
CHLOE’S P.O.V. I read the message over and over again. It said it was an opportunity for me. I would like a business opportunity but I was skeptical. It looked like a scam, someone was playing tricks on me for sure. At the same time, I prayed in my heart that it wasn't any form of trick. Anyway, I was going to see for myself if it was a trick or scam. I checked the address that had been sent to me online and then found out that the area was in a secluded place and the restaurant wasn't well-known. I didn't flinch though but I needed to be sure my safety was secured. Thereby, I informed the police about my whereabouts and told them I wasn't sure of where I was heading. They instructed me to do some things which I needed to do. That night I thought about the new opportunity. What if it was real? I would be able to get my mommy’s hospital bills paid and also bring my dad out of jail. Whatever Grayson did I would have to undo it. At the same time, my phone beeped. I took my phone
Chloe Pov“I will be your sex toy but you have to help me. You have to help me with all of your might.” I asked. I would rather come back shamelessly to Ethan Holmes than be subjected to humiliation by Grayson who betrayed me, and my family. “What do you mean?” Ethan raised his brows with an unimpressed expression. I could tell he didn't like my tone or the way I had requested his assistance. “You don't get to make demands, Chloe. I make the demands!” He growled, his eyes filled with menace. No one has ever yelled at me, not even when I was now at the lowest point of my life. I clenched my fist, anger rising from my abdomen. And I could feel the urge, the urge to dagger him in the heart. But I couldn't. I just stared at him, my lips did not move an inch. It was terrible. This state was terrible for me. I always talked back but today, I stayed mute. It was humiliating. “Go back and pack your stuff, your job starts from now.” He grimaced and my head snapped to him. “I am not making
CHLOE’S P.O.V.“Chloe, sit on that couch, spread your damn legs, and play with your fucking clit!” He growled, his green orbs pressing wickedly onto my skin. I froze and stared at him as though he had spoken a language I did not understand. He was serious. The severity of his tone shook me beyond what I could fathom. I could feel my body shake like electricity was passing through them. “Are you deaf?!” He boomed, the walls vibrating. It was probably my thoughts, the walls did not really shake. “I can't do it,” I uttered softly. I was still quite shaken by his words. Devastated. If it were possible to run, I would - far away. I didn't want to be here, in the presence of a man like this. His aura spreads fear. “You can't do it?” He asked, raising his brows. Even his question was scary. His tone was dingy and murky. This man knew how to scare a woman and make her feel little. I felt little. He seemed like a damn god, and I felt like a servant who had sinned. However, his way of sa
ChloeI stormed out of Ethan’s room, anger evident on my face. I picked up my dress as I walked out and then didn't it in the hallway. The next second, the crazy bitch who shamelessly fingered herself in front of Ethan walked out as well. Purposely, she walked fast and walked past me before stopping right in front of me which made me pause. “Why are you running? Have you turned a chicken? I thought you were strong, looks like you are just a pathetic bitch.” She poked the last word and I scoffed. “Pathetic bitch? Baby girl, you want me to stoop to your level of shamelessness? Is that what you call being strong? Clearly, you didn't go through the four corners of school. A strong lady would never discredit herself that way. You lost every one of your value in there.” I rolled my eyes in disgust. I didn't think she knew what she looked like to me. “Me? You are here because you need money. Whose value is less? I did that for free but you have a price tag on yourself. He sees you as a s
CHLOE. I couldn't leave, as much as my pride and ego wanted me to. My mom was in the hospital and she was about to die. My ex-boyfriend was still all over the internet claiming a hero he wasn't. There was no way I could leave. I pinched my sides, every part of me was against the decision that I was about to make. As I turned around, I watched my pride leave me. Ethan had a frown etched on his face, signing some documents. I swallowed, my pride tasting sour in my mouth. I walked closer to the desk, trying hard not to spit the venom in my heart at him. The hatred I felt for him right now couldn't be erased by anything. However, I needed help from him. I needed money and he had more than enough to give me. I fell to my knees in front of him, fisting my palm on my knees and biting down on my lower lip. “Help me, please. You are right, and I am sorry.” I begged. I was never wrong. Being rich and beautiful had given me the privilege of never being wrong. People always followed and
CHLOE. I bullied a lot of people back in high school. The boys especially because they were always disrespecting me. They thought that I could date them so they asked me out, cheaply. Mother had always told me to hold myself high, as I wasn't ordinary. Those paupers thought that they could date me which was a disrespect to me and my parents. Mother was the reason I could never show my weakness. She showed me I was better than everyone else. This was good when I had money. Right now, it wasn't for me. Back then, Mom made sure that I hung around rich people and never the middle class like my ex and ex-best friend. I fought for them to be in my life. I convinced Mom that they were good people until she accepted them into our lives. Who knew they betrayed me? Perhaps Ethan was one of the boys I had bullied in high school. Maybe he was seeking vengeance for all I did to him back in high school. However, I couldn't see the reason he would want to kill me like the old woman had said. I
CHLOE. I got on the bed as commanded by him, backing him. Then, I felt him behind me with the sound of belt before something warm pressed against my skin. I fisted the sheet, bracing myself for what was going to happen next. He held both sides of my waist, pulling me closer before he grunted and pressed his dick against my opening. I sighed, fisting the sheet harder. Every part of me trembled with so much pain when he started to push himself into me. I had seen his dick prior to the time I gave him a blowjob. He was huge, and I possibly couldn't be able to take him. It wasn't like he cared. To be honest, I wanted to beg him to stop because he was forcing himself into me. I shut my eyes, gritting my teeth while I begged this would end fast. He hissed behind me, pushing and shoving his dick to expand me. Sweats formed on my forehead as the pain spread through my entire body. He hissed again, hating that I was so tight. He began with a small thrust realizing he couldn't just pene
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
When he asked me to move to the back, I did. I crossed over and then pulled my gown upward. He mirrored my action until I was on top of him, his dick still erect and directed at my face. I tuck myself into the seat sideways then lean over and swirl my tongue around his tip, earning myself a gasp and another twitch as I then slide my tongue along the spine of his cock, hoovering him into my wet, hot mouth. He tastes wonderful, so clean and ready to get dirty.I didn't know if he was going to moan. If he loved what my mouth was doing but I didn't stop to check. He was so thick as I grasped his stem and mouth-fuck him without shame. The vehicles passing did not deter me. The sound of their cars and the horns here and there did not stop me. I knew that Ethan’s car was blinded and those outsides couldn't see what was going on in inside. I didn't fret. I kept bobbing my head up and down and taking him deep into the back of my throat. I didn't know why I was doing all these. Why I didn't st