Chuck X Stella Novels & Stories

Chloe said with a smile. Charlie Jr.'s face twisted with anger as he glared at Chloe. "Are you happy now? Stella left me. She doesn't want me anymore. She won't even answer my calls." Chloe rolled her eyes. "Stop whining like a woman!" she retorted, getting to her feet. She poured a glass of liquor and extended it towards him. "Have a drink." Charlie Jr. stared at her for a moment before taking the glass and downing its contents in one gulp.

Pure hatred. Stella doesn't work at the bar anymore, she felt really scared and ashamed to go back there so she's always helping her mom in her pastry shop where she makes really good bread and snacks. As for Charles,she hasn't heard from him, the last time she tried calling him she found out that he had blocked her number and not just that, he blocked her from all means of social media. He really hates and never wants to see her again because she had hurt him so much.

Before she would say another word, he placed his lips on her soft pink lips and like that, their lips locked as they got into a very passionate kiss. Slowly, he then entered her. After they were done, Stella Harris said exhausted on the bed while Chris Morgan walked into the kitchen and got her some porridge with some hot tea so she could regain some energy. The next day, the shareholders gathered in Harvey Entertainment shareholders' meeting room as they discussed the two musicians that were being discussed on social media. "If I am to say, I will choose Stella Harris. She's a big star with a very trustworthy fan base." President Harvey spoke in the meeting.

But don't you love your wife!?" "Stella, it's just sex between us, not a love contract. " That would be like cheating". "it won't be if you don't think of it that way". _________________________________________ Stella was working as a florist before an unfortunate situation caused her to lose her job. With her mom's life on the line in the hospital, Stella knew she had to find a good job to make money fast to pay for her mom's transplant surgery.

I panicked a bit and replied with a question. “Chloe, you can’t even recognize my voice now? It must’ve been a while since we last saw each other.” The voice on the phone sounded eerie, and I quickly realized who it was. She continued, "It's me, Stella!" I struggled to calm my emotions before finally asking, "Oh, Ms. Stella, where's Mr. Atlas?" "He's taking a shower. Should I pass the phone to him? Wait a moment; I'm just getting out of bed," Stella’s tone was lazy, and I even heard her pulling back the bedding.

I lifted my eyes back to his face, my vision blurring by the tears I was fighting. “What’s she doing here?” I asked, my voice shaking. “Why is she wearing your shirt? And… you just called her babe?” Nathan sighed like I was being difficult. “Because she fits into them, Michela!” His smile vanished completely. “Jessika and I have a thing going, alright? It’s not serious. I promise. You’ll always be my best friend, Chela. Come on, don’t cry about it.” He reached for my hand again. I jerked away fast.