CHLOE’S P.O.V. I walked back into the hospital after sending Sarah home. I did not want her to see what I was going to do. That I was going to use my body to get her mother’s surgery done. It was the only way that I could think of. I saw Sarah in me and vice versa. There was no other way but this. Her mother’s surgery day was due. I knocked on Doctor Justin’s office before I heard his voice which stated that I could come in. After, I stepped into the office. He was seated at the other side of the table, signing some papers. He looked up, his eyes almost widening when he saw me. “I thought you would never come into my office ever again.” I said nothing, just stepped closer and sat in front of him. “There is a patient under the guardian named Sarah. Her surgery is going to be due tomorrow, I want her to be treated for free.” I started, more like I was proposing a business. Doctor Justin smirked. “You are still arrogant,” he said. “Yes, I am. Now, straight to what I want.” I
CHLOE’S P.O.V. His footsteps approached me, he stepped closer and then brushed his fingers over my skin. Goodness, I flinched back. That was when I realized that I couldn't do it. There was no way I could sleep with this man. I flung my eyes open and instantly told him to stop touching me. He raised his eyes and a frown latched unto his face. “What do you mean?” He asked. I sat up on the bed, dropping my legs to the floor. “What are you doing?” He asked. “I don't want to do this anymore. I will find a way to pay for the bill!” I answered, getting to my feet. His frown deepened. “You can't do that. How dare you, you came in here voluntarily and agreed to it, why are you backing out now?” He tried to grab my wrist but I quickly moved to the side, stepping back from him. “Like you said, I came here on my own. No one forced me and now, I don't want to do it anymore.” “Why? Are you now ashamed of yourself? There is no need to be, you are already a slut. Not doing it now wouldn
KATHERINE. “I can't believe Ethan did that to you because of that bitch. You are his favorite guard!” I exclaimed as I helped Lucas out of the hospital. He had been in the Lion’s den for some days now. He didn't die but he was brutally injured. “I know, even I cannot believe that he did that to me.” I opened the car door and he got in before I ran to the driver’s seat. I got in my seat before helping him with the seat belt. “Yes. It is all because of that girl named Chloe. She is the reason Ethan changed so much.” I frowned, seething at the thought of her. I needed her gone, she had been causing more trouble in the house these days! “I wonder why the bus is possessive when it comes to her. He only reacts this way over important things. You know Ethan is not driven by lust or beautiful things.” Lucas sighed thinking about it as much as I always did. Ethan had changed a lot ever since that bitch came into the house. “We need to teach her a lesson.” I turned to Lucas, his eyes were a
Chole The next morning, a call from Sarah woke me up. I didn't want to pick at first because I didn't have the means to fulfill what I had promised her. Then, not picking up her call would also be bad because I didn't know what she wanted. In the end, I picked up her call. “Thank you. Thank you!” Her voice was raised. “What do you mean thank you?” I asked. “Thank you for what you did. The doctors told me that you paid for my mother’s bill. Thank you very much!” She screamed at the top of her lungs. Which kind of scared me. I didn't do anything. I hadn't even been in the hospital since what happened. “What do you mean?” I asked. “You know I was skeptical, I didn't know how you were going to help me. I thought that you were only boasting until I got to the hospital today.” She smiled. “Where are you?” I asked. I had to ask because I did not know what she was talking about. What did I do? How did I do it? I was confused but I didn't want to tell her that. “I am in the hosp
CHLOE. I wanted him. I wanted sex badly. Lucas came closer and started to touch me, all over my body. I did not stop him. I couldn't bring myself to stop him because I wanted him. No, I wanted to be touched. Every part of me was pulsating. My pussy was soaking with my juice. Goodness, I wanted him. I shouldn't want him but I did. He pulled me to the bed, whispering all kinds of words in my ears. His fingers grazed my nipples, sliding back and forth. I moaned, the sound slipping out of my mouth without my control. I closed my eyes, enjoying every part of it. Goodness, what was wrong with me? Why do I want this? He was beginning to untie the towel from my body and I felt his manhood graze my wet pussy. Hmm, I moaned hey again. It was kind of shameful that I did not control myself. “You want me to finger you?” He growled in my ear and then moved his hand to my thigh, he started to push his hand up my thigh, almost touching my pussy when I pushed him off. “Stop, no!” I said.
ETHAN. I didn't know why I felt like going back home. After the call with Chloe, all I felt like doing was to see her. She didn't look good as though something was bothering her. Perhaps I needed to go and check on the home and how things were being operated in my absence. Celine came to me while I was preparing to leave, packing my bags. She raised her brows wondering where I was heading. “You said you are not going to leave anytime soon,” she said. “Yeah, but I need to get home for some things.” I grabbed some bundle of cash from my bag and stretched it to her. She accepted it and smiled. “For Kate.” With this, I left. I had booked my flight earlier. Since it was I who booked it, the response was faster. This was why it was necessary to build one's name. Things got done better. Soon, I was on the plane. It was a two-hour journey. Soon, I arrived. My bodyguard was supposed to come and pick me up. Lucas. He was my favorite bodyguard yet he fucked it all up the moment he touch
CHLOE. Consciousness hit me with a pang of pain. My thighs hurt, reminding me of the sex that happened between Ethan and me. It was hot. I wouldn't lie, every part of it was ecstatic. He pushed his dick deep into me, and I felt it in my belly. His dick filled me up and took over my senses until all I could think about was the thrusting rhythm. Even now, my pussy was pulsating. Still, I didn't know why I acted that way yesterday. Why did I want sex badly? What happened to me? It was as if my libido increased over a hundred. It was then I noticed that I wasn't in my room. We came into his room yesterday and had sex. The thought of sex had my cheeks heated up again. Just then, the front door pushed back and I thought that it was Ethan so I laid back and pretended to be asleep. The person stepped into the room and came over to my bed. “Are you awake?” It was the voice of a female, a maid. I opened my eyes and saw her staring at me. Both of her hands were stretched out in front of
CHLOE. My eyes widened after Katherine said she was carrying Ethan’s child. I felt a tug in my heart, and my hand fell next to me aimlessly. She looked scared, which meant that she wasn't joking. She was telling the truth for her to be this scared of Ethan. Ethan froze before he gently turned to her. He was upset. Why was he upset when he was the one fucking her? He had been cheating on his wife. His child must be so disappointed in him. Katherine was going to have his child now, which was even worse. Perhaps he wouldn't need me anymore. He already had two women who would be more than willing to satisfy him and his sexual desires that seemed never to be quenched. All I did was stare at him, feeling so much anger. I didn't know why I was angry. It wasn't me he was cheating on. After all, I was nothing more than a sex slave to him. Why did I now feel upset? I hated the way my blood boiled. “Chloe, wait in my room,” he said without looking at me. Why did he tell me to go and wait i
ETHAN. Chloe’s mood changed rapidly and I couldn't help but blame it on that bastard, he had to be the one who hurt her and made her feel that sort of way. He was nothing but a fuvking bastard and I was going to make him pay. He must be jealous because he jade fuvking her back in the van. I wanted to him, he was standing by the parking lot, pacing back and forth. The moment he turned to me I grabbed him and punched him hard in the face. “What did you say to Chloe?” I demanded, my voice cold and sharp.He turned to face me, his expression a mix of anger and astonishment. “I told her the truth, that you’re no good for her. That you’re just using her. And you are nothing but a bastard. You don't deserve her at all!” I clenched my fists, trying to hold back the urge to punch him again. The punch that I gave him actually affected me, the place where I was shot so I did not want to strain it further but I kept staring at him with a frowned expression. “Who the fuck are you to know whe
ETHAN. I couldn't resist her anymore. I had always wanted her and this wasn't an exemption. I wanted her badly so when she told the waiter to call me to her van, I did. Her van was huge, there was a very comfortable place for us to be in. I didn't mind kissing her. And fucking her. She laps looked like someone that wanted to be fucked by me hence I did not mind. So when she grabbed my shirt and pulled me to her, I gave in. I touched her first. I initiated it. I loved her and wanted her. I knew that she was mine, she had always been mine and the David guy was just there for nothing. I was going to take her back because she belonged to me. I would take her son too, I would treat him like mine. I knew that she wouldn't want to leave Eli, this was the reason I would build a connection with the little boy and then marry his mother after Savid had left. Chloe Hathway was the line of woman that I wanted to have - anyone would want to have her no matter what. I took her lips I to my own,
ETHAN. I couldn't deny that I felt jealous when Chloe left with that man called David. I was certain that he was happy that Chloe had left with him instead of stay with me like I had projected. I hated seeing the duo together. I wasn't sure who David was but certainly, I wanted to get id of him. I wanted Chloe to be mine alone. If I could have her as mine, she could then take up the space that belonged to her. I do u ted that she even knew how much I loved and wanted her to be mine. I made a mistake from the start. I didn't like that I did. That I made her suffer, I hated it so much. I had thought that she hurt my mother when she didn't and now I was paying for it. For the evil that I had done to her. The doctor finished dressing my wound, his hands quick and rehearsed as he worked on me. I had been two days since Chloe had been with me, she was always coming to see me and helping around. And god I loved it so much. Yeah, I wa sgoing through pain. The nurses were leaking my wound w
ETHAN. The hospital wasn't a place that I loved not after the death of my mother. Plus, my sister being in a coma and all of that. This made me hate the hospital. However, being here instead of her kind of made me happy. There was no regret, not even an ounce which was just weird because I had never felt this way toward any body. Well, Chloe Hathway was not just anybody. She was Chloe Hathway, a woman that I cherished in a way that I could not control. Chloe had a way of making me feel different. When I opened my eyes the next day, I was told that Grandpa had come to visit. But then I wanted to hear about Chloe.Hence I asked the nurse if she came. The nurse said yes. “Your wife, right?” She asked and I found myself shaking my head positively. Did Chloe introduce herself as my wife? I was happy with it though. She acted as my wife. “She was here all through the night and she only left when the police called her. She is such a caring woman,” the nurse had said. I felt more fulfil
CHLOE.The moment I stepped into the interrogation room and saw Olivia, every part of me twirled with anger. Why was she here? How did she come here? Why didn't I think that she could be the one behind all of these? She was nothing but a bitch who wanted advantage where she didn't belong. Staring at her right now I felt like smacking her face but then it was going to be tagged as insult. However when she opened her mouth, I started to have a rethink. Perhaps smacking her wasn't an outright bad idea. Her words annoyed me to the core and it took some level of self-control to not slap her face.“You!” she spat, pointing an accusatory finger at me. “Are you the one who told them to arrest me? Isn’t putting my husband behind bars enough? Now you want to destroy my life and my children’s lives too?! You want to leave them without a mother and father. You want me dead like your mother died?!” She shouldn't have mentioned my Mother. Mentioning my mother was the last level of self-control t
CHLOE. The shot had been so fast. I couldn’t even process it until I was nuzzling Ethan in my arms, his blood staining my hands. It was so bad that it felt like imagination. I couldn't bring myself to believe that he had been shot. How did this happen? And why? Who had shot the gun? Where did it come from? It happened so fast that I couldn't imagine it even though it was unfolding right in front of me. The glass wall had shattered all over the floor. Some had gotten into my skin as well. I just didn't mind because it didn't cause so much damage. I asked for help. Calling everyone around me. I begged them t help me and they did. The ambulance soon came and they look Ethan from me. Eli ran to my side after they had taken Ethan from me. “Are you his wife?” The nurse ahe asked me and I knew I had t say yes so that they woke allow me to be with him. Ethan had taken a bullet from me, I had to be with him. Sitting in the hospital hallway, the events kept replaying in my mind, over and ov
CHLOE. I couldnt help but wonder what I could do to her to make her feel the heat of me. To make her understand that I was back and I couldn't be meaaws with. I kept staring at her wondering where I could start from. She stood before me, her face pale and streaked with tears, her hands clasped tightly as she pleaded like a mourning mother. She looked sepressed. She wasn't as glmmes as she uses to be. She wore apurole dress which matched her hair like a monochrome. She was very bad with clothes, I changed her life back then. “Please, Chloe, show Grayson mercy. He has children, and I’m expecting another baby… him being in prison isn’t fair to them. Please…”I couldn’t help the bitter laugh that escaped my lips. It echoed through the room like a sharp blade. Although a part of me wa surprised that she was pregnant. She didn't look like she wa aacreying a baby. It could be one of her lies again but that didn't matter. I wouldn't have to hurt her again now that she had stated she was pr
CHLOE. The camera flashed on me over and over. I watched as my life came back to me. The person that I had always been. Chloe Hathway! “It took my family seven years to regain our wealth,” I said, my voice steady as I stood before the press, cameras still flashing and microphones poke toward me. “Getting justice for my family was the true battle. I had never in my entire life thought it was going to be so hard to get back what was mine. I was someone with the belief that whatever belonged to you could never be taken away from you!” I sighed, counting that mindset very stupid. Whatever belonged to you could be taken away countless times by people who couldn't even use it. One reporter stepped forward, her voice came clear. This time a reporter did not look at me with hatred. They were not mad at me like the rest of the world. “Miss Hathaway, we’ve heard that Mr. Grayson committed fraud and pinned it all on your father, using the company as a cover. Can you confirm this?” She asked
CHLOE. The proximity between us was nerve-breaking. I was sure that I would be able to control myself around him. But then I didn't want to give in again, yet the memories that we shared from the past kept plaguing my mind. I could only think about how he used to bang me against the bed. How he sucked my boobs the other day. I could only think about these things, faced with him like this. His breath was so close to my face. Every part of me thought of nothing but him. That I wanted him. He wasn't someone that I could have. Yeah, the reason for not wanting him or for thinking that I couldn't have him wasn't there anymore. Yet, it didn't mean I could have him. I wasn't sure that I could have him. “You brought your husband for what?” He ran his fingers up my waist. I was wearing a tank top with blazers and jeans, matched with heels. He was looking into my eyes, those burning gazes. He knew how to stare into a woman’s soul. He knew how to make her want him and he was using that on me.