The Spy And The Billionaire

Chapter 14

Caleb's POV

I went home, anxious to see Chloe and get a kiss from her. After a long day at work, I just want to come home to her cooking and to make out with her.

"Pretty Girl, I'm home!!" I called as I take off my jacket but there was no answer. "Where are you?!" There was still no answers.

I took out my phone and call her and a guy answer it. "Hello." I was frightened when I hear a guy answer.

"Who the fuck are you?!" I shouted. I'm so upset right now.

"Dude chill. Are you Chloe's boyfriend?"

"Who are you?"

"Damon, who's that?" I heard Chloe said while laughing and giggling. What the fuck? "Hello?" She said on the phone then started giggling again. "Damon stop tickling me!!" She laugh and he chuckle.

"Chloe?"

"Yes."

"Who the fuck is that?

"Baby chill. I'm at a pool party. Get your ass down here. I'll text you the location." I chuckle. Did she just call me baby. It feels so good for her to call me that.

"Sweetie go home."

"Hell no!" She said then hang up. My mouth widen in shock. No one ever hangs up on me or tell me no.

I got a text from her telling me location of the party. Might as well I go.

I quickly went to my room, put on a white shirt and a beach shorts then I drove to the location.

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I walk out of my vehicle and walk into the mansion.... well it wasn't as big as my place.

A lot of persons were inside the house. I walk around the pool side and saw Phoebe and Asher.

"Where's Chloe?" I ask them.

"Dude you coming to a pool party after coming off vacation. You okay?"

"I don't have time for this non-sense. Where's Chloe?"

"Over there." He point at her singing and dancing while some guys watch her.

I don't know why but I want her away from them right now. I don't like that they are looking at her.

"Hey that's my song!!!" She said and jump up and down. "
Said, "Lil bitch, you can't fuck with me if you wanted to"
These expensive, these is red bottoms, these is bloody shoes
Hit the store, I can get 'em both, I don't wanna choose
And I'm quick, cut a nigga off, so don't get comfortable, look
I don't dance now, I make money moves
Say I don't gotta dance, I make money move
If I see you and I don't speak, that means I don't fuck with you
I'm a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody moves..." I walk over to her while she sings. I chuckle. She's such a bad singer yet still I'd love it if she sing to me.

I walk though the crowd and walk over to her and pull her by her waist and into my arms then kiss her to let all the guys know that they can't have her.

I pull off. "Have you been drinking vodka?" I literally can taste it. I lick my lips.

"Yeah babe I was." She stagger a bit.

"Are you drunk?"

"Yes most definitely!" She giggle.

I look at the guys looking at her. "Go somewhere else. She's mine so stop looking at her." I said a little bit too possessively and she laugh. They all left from around us. "Let's go."