Please read my new story, "My Bestfriend is a Playboy" :)
45 votes before I post the next one :)
I was surprised to see that I got more than 30 votes in less than a day for the previous chapter. I'm so happy!
Yet I felt terrible when wattpad automatically rated this as "R" knowing that there are other stories out there with a theme like this and they were rated as PG-13 :( dang it. It's okay tho :)
Enjoy!
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Chloe
He got dressed before he left, saying goodbye without looking at her in the eye. Something inside her felt broke after his departure. She was crushed by the fact she couldn't have this man for he was a total asshole who got her pregnant in 2007 then ruined her life. Unaware that she was pregnant, she fell into the hole filled with vices, enjoying the wave of alcohol savor her throat. She attempted suicide by using drugs, however, her mother found her and brought her to the hospital. She suffered a miscarriage and ever since that day, she was officially depressed. Giving up education for a couple of years was also her consequence after her depression.
Her mother kicked her out of the house and she went to her estranged father, who could barely help her. For two years, she was empty and quiet. Her future was bound to be rendered useless as it became a blur. Her life was slowly tearing apart but there was Jesse. Her cousin who funded her studies and brought back Chloe to life. Jesse had no idea that Phil was a remnant of her past. All he knew was she became socially depressed and decided not to ask further about it.
It took five years for her to rebuild what was ruined. After her experience of loving Phil when she was younger, she knew she could do better. Instead of being the loud, perky, and fun Chloe, she became the strong-willed and serious Chloe. Now, she was tenacious to get what she wants; nobody can deny her, except Jesse. People suddenly found her intimidating that only a few guys dared to go out with her -- all of those failed yet some tasted her talents that were as good as Aphrodite's. Those men hoped that she would call back, but she never did.
Upon seeing Phil, she thought she could resist this bastard. But no, she was still vulnerable to him. She's still willing to give him whatever's left of her despite losing the things that were truly valuable to her -- her mother, her house, her unborn child, and her life. She berated herself by having that kind of notion.
No one can deny me.
But he just did, twice. He left you like you're his whore.
No matter how much she wanted to detest him, this night made her realize that Marcus Philip Connor was the guy she wanted to be with.
Why can't I hate him right now?
She sighed, she's finally satisfied with the sex. Casual sex wasn't new to her but Phil was ambivalent. God, one sex position made her happier than a child receiving a taffy from Willy Wonka. I hope this would be enough, he left, he broke me for the second time, and now I should be done with this crap and work normally with him. To make things more interesting and to get back to one of her main goals, she will make him miserable because she should hate him.
She came to work later than usual. It took her an hour to pick a nice outfit and to compose herself.
Shit, I'm not ready to see him.
The same scenario happened for three days, and she barely talked to Phil. She was constantly sending him to trips in New Jersey so when he came back, she'd be gone in the office and she'd leave memos and scold him through it. Even e-mails. She didn't answer his calls but communicated through emotionless texts.
He actually did every thing flawlessly but this is Chloe's way to make him miserable. She didn't want him around for he became a distraction to her.
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Her Assistant
General FictionIs it normal to have a sexual relationship with your assistant who's smoking hot? Seven years ago, a hopeless romantic seventeen year-old Chloe Pike fell madly in love with a guy who loathed her -- Philip Connor, a graduating college student who is...
