CHLOE. I didn't want to do as Ethan had predicted. Stooping low to ask these children for help was one thing that I did not want to do. Rather than ask them for help, I summoned the courage to walk out of the corner. Perhaps getting to the street, I would find a decent person to ask for help. These people looked like they were enjoying the way they were. They looked like they loved poverty very much and relished in it. How could one be happy living in a slum? They looked like they enjoyed it anyway. Walking further, I realized that this vicinity was the same. There were a lot of homeless people who stunk. It was very obvious that they hadn't had their bath. Their homelessness was reeking of them. I’d rather walk until I find a cab than speak to any of them who obviously hadn't had their bath or brushed their teeth. Luckily for me, not lucky because I had to walk like a mad woman. I found a cab that was able to take me to the city. I didn't have any money with him so I paid h
KATHERINE. The guard informed me that Ethan would like to see me. I was very happy because he hadn't asked to see me in a long time. It had always been that girl called Chloe. She was always with him and getting all the attention that was meant for me. I was the only girl that could satisfy him sexually. Although sometimes he got a girlfriend none of them had ever been enough for him. I was the only one who could give him the outlet to let it all go. His demons which had been trapped could have a platform to be free for the few minutes his manhood was working on the inside of me. I grabbed the tablets the doctor had given to me at the hospital for fertility. I had been on birth control for the past years because I wasn't allowed to have his children. However, I wanted him to be mine alone. Getting pregnant and having his baby would make him mine alone. I wanted him so I changed my drugs. I would just tell him a mistake was made in the hospital or something. As long as I was pr
KATHERINE. I tried over and over again to lift Chloe but I couldn't. My hand ached and my back cracked multiple times. Eventually, Ethan’s voice sounded behind me, a ragged voice that made me flinch slightly. “Stop! Leave,” he commanded without looking a me. I couldn't help but wonder why he wanted her to sleep on his bed. It couldn't be that he was beginning to have a crush on her and liked her presence. That couldn't be. Ethan hated her more than anything. “Should I call the guard, he should be able to carry her to her room,” I suggested, turning to him and expecting an answer. He stopped typing for a second before shaking his head. “Those guards might touch her in mannerless ways, leave her alone. Remember she is my property.” He responded which only got me pissed. I was more pissed because he had said those words in an authoritarian language. She was his property but why did it sound more romantic than an abuse? I would love him to call me his property too. I bowed my
KATHERINE. The more she opened her mouth and spoke, the more anger that I felt toward her. She kept talking like she owned this place as if she was still Chloe Hathway hence I had to remind her of where she was. “Shut up!” I smacked her face and it sent her cheeks an inch to the side. Her cheeks reddened immediately probably because her skin was quite sensitive. By the time she looked at me again, she had anger in her eyes. It didn't matter because there was nothing that she could do to me. “Who do you think you are?” I asked. “I should be asking you that question.” His voice resounded in my head. I turned and saw Ethan walking toward us. He wore a black tank top and a red shirt that barely covered his knees. Ethan's biceps were out and he looked extraordinarily hot. He had a deep frown on his face as well and he approached me. “What happened? Why did you hit her?” He asked, his voice sounded pissed off. “Actually…” “No, don't explain because I saw everything. Chloe, go
KATHERINE. Information got to me that Chloe had finished cooking and she was about to serve Ethan. This was my chance to go to her and pretend to apologize for hitting her. This way I could watch Ethan insult and humiliate her. I would even be there begging on her behalf and she would think I was on her side. Plus, Ethan would see me as a good person which was what I wanted. I needed him to hate her and love me. Ethan belongs to me and I was going to claim him for myself. I brushed my hair and applied brief makeup on my face. I still needed to be attractive during the entire thing. Hopefully, Ethan would ask to fuvk me after the entire thing. All of my plans would fall into place after today for sure. Getting to the dining room, I saw Chloe beside Ethan, a little bent to serve him the food. I smiled. This was the beginning of her misery. I was going to make sure that this place was her living hell. I walked over to her quickly. “Chloe,” I called gently and brushed my fingers
CHLOE. Youtube assisted me in cooking the meals and I made a simple meal that wasn't so difficult to prepare. Then I was tricked by a maid to leave the kitchen. She had said Ethan asked to see me so I left her alone in the kitchen. Walking across the living room and to the stairs, I realized that I hadn't heated up the chicken and had been with Ethan might take time hence I walked back to the kitchen to do that. Fortunately, I saw the maid pouring salt into the food. I hid so that she wouldn't see me. There I realized that I had been tricked by the maid. I got mad but did not react at the moment. When she walked out of the kitchen, I went in and tasted the food. Once it touched my tongue, I spat it out because it tasted ridiculous. The salt was too much and it had messed up the taste. I felt depressed thinking of what to do until Granny came to the rescue. She taught me how to use potato to soak off the excess salt and it worked. Later I found out it was Katherine. I had susp
CHLOE. Grayson. I saw Grayson and this made me gasp and turn around, my butt hitting the sink while my fingers held the rim of the sink. Why was he here and why did he have such a murderous gaze?! “You realize you are in the lady's room right?” I asked, my breath unstable. I did not trust him at all and I was the only one in the bathroom. He had a murderous look like someone had pissed him off or taken his favorite candy. He walked over to me, glaring at my face. “Go away, Grayson!” I half shouted and he chuckled. “You should tell the other men to stay away from you too but no, you are nothing but a slut now. You now open your legs for other men to fuck you after telling me you were a virgin and was keeping your virginity until marriage. You tricked me!” He yelled, and then angrily bite down on his lower lips which was his way of managing his anger. I was taken aback by his words. Then he tried to touch me but I moved away. Before I could reach the door, he grabbed my shoulder a
ETHAN’S P.O.V. The flight attendant stylishly raised the hem of her skirt, showing me her lap. She had just finished pouring me wine, flashing me her boobs. They were huge yet they didn't catch my attention. I returned my gaze to the magazine in my hands. She continued to show me her lap, moving her skirt over her skin. I sighed. “Are you that horny?” She licked her lips seductively, her eyes darting all over my body in an attempt to seduce me. “I can be anything for you, Sir.” She touched my shoulder and then ran her fingers down my arm. Every tough was nothing but annoying. I got up and walked over to the bathroom, “come along,” I told her. She walked after me until we were in the bathroom. I shut the door while she came in front of me. When I turned back to her, she was already pulling her shirt. She didn't have any panties on as well. “Sit next to the sink,” I commanded and she did, spreading her legs seductively. “Now play with yourself,” I added. She smiled before pu
Chloe Eventually, I went with Damien to the hospital. I knew that staying home would make it better or make me feel better. I had to meet Grandma and know how much she knew. Perhaps I could even bribe her into not exposing me. Maybe threaten her? That would be Gerald’s advice but why would I do that to her? Pushing her didn't even sit well in my books. I hated it so much that I pushed her but there was nothing more I could do to keep my secrets at that time. I wished that there was a better way. Damien looked very nervous next to me. He was eager to see his mother. I had never seen him so anxious in his whole life. He was probably scared to meet her. “I might end up hating her,” he said. “Hating her?” I asked and he nodded, glancing at me before looking over at the road. “Yes, I might even up hating her when I find out that she knew all along.” Oh. “I am sure she doesn't know. Grandma wouldn't have known that you were her son and then she would make you go through all of that
CASSIE.“You need my help,” I said looking at her. I tried to be as soft-spoken as I could be. This way, I could penetrate her and make her vulnerable to me. I could make her tell me everything and then I could draw from her and make my plans to catch whoever had framed her. I wasn't entirely sure that she was framed. To be very honest, I didn't know what to believe yet. But then I could read between the lines better than anyone. I could see that there was more than anyone knew. Things weren't correlating. I had seen that there were errors and I had looked into it. There was a connection between what happened to Grandma and then me. “Why did you hurt Caitlyn and I?” I asked. I made use of the words to push her forward. She instantly got angry and then stood. She wanted to walk away from me because she was angry with the words that I had said. “You want to leave?” I didn't turn to her but then she paused. “You and your friend framed me and because you have a rich dad and Alpha,
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