Claire Willson, also known as Angel Anderson... Is eighteen years old girl, who came from a rich and powerful family but lost her memory at the age of 7 years due to a kidnap case. She was saved and grew up in the family of the Willson as their second daughter. However, life wasn't easy for Claire... No one loved her in the Willson family as she thought was her family. With so much on her shoulders, Claire subsequently developed double personalities. The first personality was Scarlett (Red), a badass girl who is good at fighting and never compromises with anyone... The second personality was Mia, a genius who understands several languages and is good at studying and even in the business world. ********* Ethan Richardson, the CEO of Richardson Corporation. The most handsome and capable young CEO with so many capabilities in the country. He's cold as ice with everyone, even with his family. There only person who warmed his heart since he was little was Angel Anderson. However, she died in a kidnap case to save him when they were young. Ethan became more cold and distant since then except from his two best friends, George Anderson, who is Angel's older brother. And Chase Bridgeton, a doctor. What happens when the three men meet Claire Willson, a girl who looks exactly like their beautiful and cheerful little Angel who died years ago? What happens when they realize she has three Personalities? What happens when an imposter of Angel Anderson arrives? Will Claire ever recover her memories and reunite with her real rich family? Will Ethan ever forget his first love, Angel Anderson, and fall in love with Claire Willson? What happens when Claire recovers her memories and finds her true identity but refuses to be reunited with her family?
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PREFACEHaving a double personality can be hard. And having three personalities is even harder.However, Claire was able to get used to her problem and lived amicably with her other two personalities and became good friends who protected each other.Claire::::::: The owner of the body.Mia:::::: The genius personality.Scarlett ( Red ):::::: The Sassy and badass personality.*********♤♤♤♤ THE BEGINNING ♤♤♤♤“Hey! Watch it freak!” A student bumped into Claire Wilson as she was walking to her next class, making her fall. But instead of apologizing, the screamed at her.Claire Wilson is a beautiful eighteen years old girl with pale and delicate skin. Black and white baby eyes. And mostly, long deep brown hair with little curls that go down to her waist. And that's one thing many of the female students are jealous of.Though Claire is poor and doesn't wear any expensive clothes or shoes, but her skin is always delicate and her face is beyond beautiful and alluring.She actually comes from a well-to-do family. Her family has their own company and Mansion, but Claire is not more than a maid in that house. No one really cares about her and she'd always be giving their surplus.Hence, everyone in her college thinks she comes from a poor family since her parents have never come to her school even when the school principal calls for their presence.It's always their house help who comes in place of her parents.With her supper IQ, in fact, a genius and a top student in the whole college, many students hated her for all her qualities simply because she was poor.Claire instead apologized to the boy who bumped into her. She decided to pick up her books and leave quietly. This bully has become part of her already. In fact, she has grown immune to their bullies.But before Claire could even touch her books, two girls kicked her books away from her grasp, making the rest of the students in the hallway laughing at her.Claire ignored them and walked towards her scattered books.“Fuck! Let me out! Let me out so that I can kick their fucking asses!” A voice inside her head fumed angrily.Claire just shook her head in NO. She can't talk to her inner voices now. It will make the students call her names again.“Claire, can you at least try to defend yourself? These people are clearly bullying you, and they have done it on several occasions. When are you going to retaliate?” Another voice inside her head said to her.But this voice was much calmer than the previous one.Claire continued shaking her head in NO without saying anything.“Hey, freak… just quit schooling here. Because you are brilliant and top of every class doesn't mean this school is for you!” A girl said to her mockingly, but she got furious when Claire totally ignored her and immediately left for the restroom.The moment Claire entered the restroom, she immediately regretted it as she was met face-to-face with Jane Grayson, the one who started her bullying. Jane was with her three best friends, who always follow her around as if they were her maids or dogs.Well, Jane is the daughter of the school principal, so she does anything she wants without getting punished or any consequences.On the contrary, if you dare retaliate against her bully, be prepared to get suspended. This, makes everyone want to be on her good side always.Those who get on her bad side never get to continue their college, as they will immediately be suspended or even kicked out of the school.Claire, on the other, knowing that never fights back all this while, even when Jane beats her to the extent of making her body bruised all over.She just wants to finish college and find a job to do to help her move out of her parent's house, which can be called "Hell On Earth”.Claire pretended not to see Jane and went straight to one of the cubicles. But before she could even walk past her, Jane grabbed her hair and pulled her back harshly.Claire hissed in pain. She grabbed Jane's hand and tried to pull it from her hair, but Jane's other three friends immediately grabbed her hands to give Jane more access to her.Claire screamed in pain but Jane didn't even bulge. Her hatred for Claire is more than anyone could imagine.As the daughter of the school principal, she felt jealous of Claire being the top student whilst she always gets the lowest grades.Her father and some teachers have to give her a pass though she clearly fails most of her exams.“Fuck! Let me out, Claire! Please!” A voice said in her head with so much anxiety. Claire could clearly hear the anger and panic in the voice inside her head.She knows if she allows that person to take control over her body, everything in the school will turn upside down. Thus Claire has to make sure she's in control of her body all the time, except on a few occasions.“Jane! Let go of my hair! Jane, it hurt!” Claire cried out, but Jane only shoved her out of the restroom and pulled her to the school corridor, where most of the students were.Almost all the students started laughing at Claire's despair face as Jane and her friends inflicted their punishment on her.“Come on Jane! You can do it! Show that freak her place in this school." A boy shouted, making the rest of the students chuckle in amusement.Some even whistled, which made Jane and her friends become bolder.From the corner of her eyes, Claire saw the school principal, who was looking at his daughter with a smirk as if what his daughter was doing wasn't a big deal.Some teachers stood there with nonchalant faces. In fact, almost the whole school hated Claire, simply because she was a genius who comes from a poor family.Some teachers hated her because Claire sometimes points out their mistakes in the middle of their teachings, which according to them and in their eyes, was rude.They think Claire likes to bluff, simply because she's a genius. But none of them knows the reason behind her intelligence or else they would be shocked.But Ethan was gentle, soothing her with soft words and caresses. "I'm sorry, love. Trust me, you'll love it. Just hold on for a while." He waited patiently, allowing her to adjust to his junior before beginning a slow, passionate rhythm. As she relaxed, he increased the pace, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more wild. Claire's moans and screams filled the room, her body bouncing on the mattress in time with his movements. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony. Ethan lifted her leg to his shoulder to deepen their connection. He kissed her leg with fervor as if every inch of her skin was meant to be worshipped by him. As he began to move rapidly, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, his hands fondling her breasts while his lips devoured hers, leaving them tender and swollen. The intensity of their passion was palpable. In a swift motion, he lifted her legs onto his shoulders, expertly stimulating her G-spot, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Next, he pulled
As Ethan's hands roamed her body, Claire's resolve began to crumble, and she couldn't help but moan in response to his tantalizing touch. His smirk grew wider as he whispered, "That's good. Keep on doing that!" He lavished attention on her belly button, sucking and kissing it, sending shivers down her spine. His gentle bites and soft kisses on her thigh left her feeling like she was burning with desire, craving more of his caresses. She clenched the bedsheet tightly and arched her back. This was the first time she was experiencing something like that, so the feelings were too much for her to handle. With a flirtatious tug, Ethan teased her by pulling down her lace panties, making Claire's face flush with embarrassment and shyness. She instinctively closed her legs, but he gently coaxed them apart, reveling in the breathtaking view before him. Both of them couldn't believe they were actually going to do the deed. The strange thing is that it felt normal to them as if they were
Ethan and Claire continued devouring each other's lips as they forgot everything and everyone except themselves. Ethan's passion for Claire was so immense that he was barely holding on to the little sanity in him in other not to snap and take her now and then. Sensing that Claire was out of breath, Ethan broke their kiss and gave her the chance to take in oxygen into her lungs. His hand softly caressed her face. Looking at her red slightly swollen lips, Ethan forgot all logic and made a decision. He won't let Claire go with just a kiss. He wanted her and looked at how Claire was also looking at him, Ethan she might have also come to the same conclusion. Ethan's piercing gaze held Claire captive, his passion and charm rendering her helpless. As he tenderly stroked her hair, his warm breath whispered in her ear, "May I?" The gentle nip on her earlobe sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't suppress a soft moan. The sound of her pleasure only fueled Ethan's desire, and
"Have you forgotten what you did earlier? I just wanted to check your temperature, but you grabbed my hand and refused to let go. I had no choice but to share my bed with you. Not only that, but immediately you felt me on the bed. You climbed on top of me and hugged me as if your life depended on it. And now, you are asking? Claire, since when did you become shameless?" Ethan teased her. Clara was mortified, even though having no recollection of what had transpired. But Ethan told her about hugging his hand and even wrapping her arms around his waist while he was trying to sleep. That thought alone made her red with embarrassment. As if that wasn't enough, Ethan went on and said many things that actually didn't happen while laughing at her red face. "Stoooooopppppp!!! Please stop!" Claire begged him to stop, but Ethan's laughter was infectious, and he couldn't help but continue. Eventually, he composed himself, and Claire shot him an angry glance, though her embarrassm
As Ethan basked in a pleasant dream, he was abruptly jolted awake by the distressed cries of someone nearby. He sat up in bed, scanning the room for an intruder, only to realize that the hand grasping his was visibly trembling. He soon noticed Claire thrashing about, caught in the grip of what seemed like a nightmare. Ethan immediately tried to rouse her, calling out her name repeatedly, but she remained entranced. Tears streamed down her face as beads of sweat trickled from her forehead. Ethan attempted to shake off her absorption, to no avail. So, he gently lifted her onto his lap, cradling her in a tight embrace, hoping that it would soothe her. As Claire's body relaxed against the warmth of his chest, her agitation gradually subsided like the work of a magician, making her body went limb on his lap. Ethan softly whispered reassurances, trying to calm her down. He stroked her hair, his fingers weaving through her locks in a soothing motion that helped calm her nerves
The air inside Ethan's car was thick with tension as he sped down the road, his foot heavy on the accelerator. His urgency to get home stemmed from his desire to have Chase examine Claire, who was in a bad state. Beats of sweat formed on her forehead, and her face looked pale. The rain had subsided, leaving behind a gentle drizzle, but Claire still shivered despite the car heater's warmth. Her face had lost its color, and her sleep was fitful, punctuated by murmurs of Ethan's name. Ethan's voice, laced with concern, broke the silence. "Claire, are you okay?" He asked, his usual detachment replaced by a mix of emotions. Claire's response was a faint whisper, "Cold... It's so cold..." Ethan didn't hesitate, pulling over on the left side of the road and rushing to her side to unbuckle her seatbelt. He then gently lifted her into his lap, where she instinctively wrapped her arms around him, seeking warmth and comfort from his body. As Claire's body relaxed against his, Ethan f
"E- Ethan!" She called out weakly, tears streaming down her cheeks. She was overwhelmed with a mix of emotions – anger, relief, grief, and more."Let's go home. Jessica and Jeffrey are waiting for you. Chase is also there. He will take care of you, alright?" Ethan said softly, comforting Claire with his words. He felt so remorseful looking at her pale face.However, Claire reluctantly extricated herself from his grasp. She was still seething with anger towards him."I have no desire to go to your house! You banished me, did you not? What if I accompany you and you disown me once more for any trivial misstep? Will I become your plaything then? To be discarded whenever you see fit, only to be retrieved when it suits your fancy? No, thank you!" Claire retorted and attempted to walk away.Despite her state, she still didn't want to be a burdens for others. If leaving everyone will bring peace not only to herself but also to the people around her, then so be it. No one really wanted her any
"Then what are you waiting for? Take her to the hospital! Do you want her to die?" Old Madam Wilson exclaimed, shocking everyone present.Was she genuinely concerned for Claire's well-being? No, that couldn't be. Their conversation earlier in the day flashed through their minds.Indeed, the old woman was cunning. She still harbored the desire to use Claire to gain favor with the Richardson family.Kelvin felt disgusted by his grandmother's behavior, but he remained silent. For now, his focus should be solely on Claire. He would have to confront his grandmother later on.After a while, Claire started coughing, drawing everyone's attention back to her."Little one, how are you feeling?" Kelvin asked with genuine concern. "Mom, Claire's awake!" He called for his mother, who rushed out of the kitchen with a hot bowl of soup in her hands."Oh, my child! How are you feeling? What happened to you?" Mrs. Wilson bombarded Claire with questions, her tear-stained face revealing her worry.Claire
Claire remained rooted in place, her body trembling uncontrollably. Her mind raced, attempting to make sense of the situation. Who was this Angel? And why was someone looking for her?Thoughts and emotions coursed through Claire's body, causing violent shocks that seemed to pull her out of the dimension she was in. She turned to where the mysterious boy had been hiding, hoping to catch a glimpse of his face. But he was nowhere to be seen. In the blink of an eye, Claire was back in the reality of lying on the side of the road.As she opened her eyes, Claire noticed the murky water surrounding her, but she paid no attention. Her mind was consumed with trying to make sense of what had just happened.Where was she? If she's still lying in the rain on the roadside, where was that thick forest she saw? Was that a vision or a dream?And then it hit her like a bolt of lightning making her gasped in disbelief. "W-was that my memory?" She whispered, fear creeping into her heart.But that can't b
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