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Book One
"𝘕𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘢, 𝘉𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴."
Chanel is bored of her lousy home life and is ready to graduate and move on wi...
A/N: This is a cutsie little chapter. I'm starting to do bum questions...Teehee😁
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After Chanel's Graduation, she moved all her stuff to my—our—house. Her friend Maeve came to help her every now and then, even though she didn't need to. But I had noticed Chanel's behavior change within the last two weeks. She's always in deep thought lately and when we're together she acts as if it's the last time she'll see me. She's always been really invested in making sure she's ready for the baby, which I'm not complaining about.
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I smiled as I walked into the room breathing in the sharp smell of fresh paint and fresh air. The sun lit the room up, beaming bright, warm rays of sunlight through the windows that looked out onto the landscape of Beverly Hills. Showing you a beautiful view of the busy city and mountainscape.
I grinned when I saw Chanel busy working on her next, little masterpiece. She mixed the yellow with the murky greens, coloring the canvas with the paintbrush lightly.
I put my hands on her shoulders—which seemed tense—and she let out a surprised gasp.
"Liam! You scared me!" She squealed as she put down her palette and brush.
"Baby, why would I scare you when it's just us, Gianna, Rogers, and Brooks in the house?" I smiled cheekily as I leaned down for a kissed which she denied by moving her head.
"Baby let me kiss you." I pouted as I attempted to kiss her again but she evaded with a giggle.
"Chanel," I growled. "Let me kiss you."
She shook her head with a smile on her face.
I grumbled and grabbed her face tightly but gently, planting my lips on her sweet, delicate pink lips. She didn't protest it, in fact, she withered right into me wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me closer. I bit her bottom lip playfully earning a sweet moan which I swallowed.
"Baby," I whispered huskily into the kiss as I felt Chanel's hand squeeze my hard-on. "Baby, We can't."
She pulled away with a pout on her swollen lips. "But I'm horny, we haven't fucked in two weeks, Liam. TWO WEEKS!" She whipped her tongue over her bottom lip before sinking her teeth into it squeezing my bulge again. "Fuck me, Liam. Make me feel good."
I groaned and watched her hand travel down her shirt and under her skirt, slipping her fingers under the flimsy fabric, she moaned.
