Wine Stained Lips
"No one, okay!...No one has ever had me,not like you Calla" A pause; I endured badly as she stood on the other side of the door.
"You have your whole life, you wanna throw that away and for what?... We'd be tired of all this one day and you'd realize it's not what you wanted and we'd hate each other." she replied, her voice cold and distant.
"I'd never hate you!"
"you don't know that now!... I'm not going to be between you and you family."
Calla Grayson's life is turned upside down when her mother is diagnosed with lung cancer. Desperate for financial help, she's relieved when a French wine company calls her fashion brand for an interview for a lucrative contract. However, things become complicated when she meets James Renault, the company's heir, who is struggling with his own family demons. Their conflicting meet turns into a deal that helps her fashion brand secure the contract for a fashion and Wine show in Paris.
As Calla and James navigate their feelings for each other, they must confront the dark secrets of their families' pasts. James's father is a ruthless and abusive man who will stop at nothing to maintain his power and wealth. Calla's Mum Passes leaving her helpless and alone. James also discovers his father secret of his murder of Calla's biological father, he is forced to choose between his loyalty to his family and his love for Calla.
Ultimately, James and Calla find healing, forgiveness, and each other. They vow to spend their lives together and build a brighter future, free from the secrets and lies that haunted their families for so long.
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty OneCalla's POV One thing they don't tell you about love is that it is a big suffocating pile of inconvenience. It's flawed,it's awkward,it's makes you do embarrassing dumb shit,it makes you vulnerable,it shows you the dark side of us and a whole load of things you'd never thought you'd do.We don't choose the ones we love,we only choose to pursue it or ignore our feelings until we're numb. Sometimes,we pursue it till it drives us insane or leave us stranded and burnt out.Isn't it romantic how the chaos can either ruin you or strengthen you? It was this very moment I began to think of our love story was the kind that did both. James Renault was the star crossed love of my life. Ours wasn't as epic as those writing in movies and romance novels, we were place in each other's lives as inconvenience. I burned for him until I was nothing but ashes. He...well,he met me at the worst time of my life when I was an inconvenience. The deal that brought us together was cursed to rip us apart.Now,
Last Updated: 2025-05-03
Chapter: Chapter Twenty James' POVI walked into the living room. It smelled of medicine and tea. A mixture like that of melodic poetry sonnet from a eulogy--a fine contradiction.Mrs Grayson, looked almost petrified looking at me as I stood on the front porch."James?" she said confused."Hi,Mrs Grayson. I need to tell you something,do you mind if I come in." I asked as she immediately moved from the door to let me in."What's the problem?" she asked concerned as she slowly walked by me into the living room. She sat on the one sitter coach on the left and gestures towards the triple sitter coach beside me. I looked down on the coach where a big blanket was spread with nearly no space for me to seat,I moved the blanket just enough for me fit in on it."James,it's quiet a surprise for you to show up this early in the day.""I need to talk to you" I said fidgeting before spilling out the long held thought that have wandered my mind. "I have to tell her...""You can't tell her." She objected. Her eyes were dro
Last Updated: 2025-05-02
Chapter: Chapter Nineteen Calla's POVThe smell of freshly baked pastries filled the air. Hot steams from cups of chocolate,tea, coffee forming a perfect blend for the sense of homeliness I was searching for since my arrival. Perhaps, I just wanted to be held,to be felt and kept warm. Protected from the void of the feeling of James slipping through my fingertips.Paris wasn't particularly cold in this season. The sun was bright but not scogging to leave outrageous sun burns on your skin or cause you to be dripping wet, melting sweat out of the pores of your skin.No,It was simple bright and beautiful.Julie and I sat under an umbrella in the bakery down the street of our hotel. She bites into the milky doughnuts on the table as it's condensed milk fillers pours on the floor almost staining her maroon dress. I sipped on my hot espresso,as I changed the song on my phone. "Ah-ah...I hate when this happens." she exclaimed,her face dancing on a fine line between being embarrassed and disgusted. I grabbed some pape
Last Updated: 2025-04-29
Chapter: Chapter Eighteen James' POVI could feel a heavy weight on my head as I'm being dragged into a room at the end of the passage. My eyes deemed as I struggled to stay awake, punching the air and trying to get loose of the security guard's grip on me. I pulled away from him with force as we got closer to the room. A part of my shirt began to feel loose only for me to look down to see a hole on shirt. My ripped shirt made my screams worse as the guards grip too became tighter. I wiggled,pushed,pull,and held on to furnitures,resisting to go through the doors of the room. My ripped shirt tore the more he dragged me almost freeing me from his grip. "Get in there!" He scolded and grabbed me by my collar and pushed me into the room. The room was dark,so I couldn't make sense of where I was.I rolled over the floor and laid flat,my legs spread apart,same with my hands extending into nothing and my head facing the ceiling. I laid there for a minute, making a snow angle mentally. My ripped shirt still covered in
Last Updated: 2025-04-27
Chapter: Chapter Seventeen Calla's POV I haven't heard from James in days. It has been quiet--too quiet,it's almost like he had gone ghost. I had called about a hundred times but he's not picking up,I've left countless messages but still I'm left with no reply. I'm so mad that I can tear him to pieces.My half packed suitcase laid open on my bed as I stacked and unstack clothes in it. I was trying to hard to bury the raging feelings building up in my chest as I threw clothes out of my wardrobe onto my bed,the floor and literally anywhere in my bedroom,as they compile together like a thrift shop safe heaven. Finally,I had decided on clothes to take. 'Why will he do that!' my inner thought eludes out loud as I soliloquize. I stared at the mirror half way through my rant. 'woah,I look crazy.' I said,again. I wanna fight and I wanna scream at him for making feel this wayPathetic Calla. Poor desperate Calanthe. What was I thinking...I went downstairs to get a quick snack,I walked passed mum's bedroom door which
Last Updated: 2025-04-25
Chapter: Chapter Sixteen James' POV"There's a great chance I am traumatized from seeing dad's legs without his trousers on." I said. Vinora and I were catching up over the phone. I told her about everything, because she was my best friend. Her laughter burst through the phone as I told her about catching dad during one of his cheating escapades."What?!" a loud laughter came from the end of the phone. "Vino,in the US they call them pants not trousers" My sister, Vioner said."I haven't seen him since then,and the meeting's tomorrow." I said devastated. "I wonder why Mum puts up with him.""Probably Stockholm Syndrome... I'm so over them." She said."So what about the fashion girl? Are you guys together now?" "Yeah,but it's complicated.""What's complicated about it. It's official,it's not a situationship right?""No, we're dating." I sighed despite the tickling feeling I got from admitting she was mine and I was her's out loud. Yet,it felt like a crash waiting to happen. "It's just... there's so much going on
Last Updated: 2025-04-23
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