In the Ballroom, the Beverlys Hotel
Canberra, Australia
Invited guests had started to enter the five-star hotel in Canberra’s ballroom. The Beverlys Hotel was one of Australia's five star hotels which for the past two days had been fully booked by the marriage of the eldest son of the owner of Chagall Corporation, Australia's largest electronics company.
There were so many congratulations bouquet on the marriage of the Hemingway famous family’s eldest son that was on the side of the main entrance of the hotel, a bouquet of flowers that had been sent by Chagall Corporation business colleagues. In fact, the senders of the bouquets had also come as wedding guests, perhaps they sent the wreaths as a congratulatory marriage representing their company, in contrast to the arrival of the directors' officials who came as the names of invited individuals.
A beautiful girl with black hair in a knee-length p
Charisa, the girl was in a mall. Because her Uncle Skandar said that he would be late to pick her up, Charisa accepted Anna's asking to shop for some items at one of the big malls in Canberra. Since yesterday, her friend persuaded her to accompany her shopping. She said that it was impossible to ask to her mother to shop with her that day, so Anna asked for Charisa. "Will Yuta like it, Charisa?” asked Anna on Charisa. The short-haired girl looked into the shopping bag which she was carrying. The shopping bag made of white plastic bags got bigger at the bottom, of course because it contained a basketball. Charisa just laughed at Anna's behaviour, she was like a human’s head in plastic bag. "So this is for Yuta? Oh my god, why do you not buy for me too, Anna?” Charisa teased Anna, the girl pretended to be angry at Anna because she did not buy something for her. "Hemm, Charisa... I also give you gifts every your birthday,” complained Anna. “I und
Skandar, the man was sitting comfortably on the sofa in his living room. He and Charisa arrived at his family’s main house about two hours ago. The arrival of the two of them, which incidentally was the newlywed, was greeted so excitedly by the Skandar family and all of his house maid.The man was even troubled to meet his young wife. Charisa, the high school girl who became his wife won over the many residents of his house’s heart quickly. The girl even had a group of maids who really loved her. Skandar could only sigh in relief when he saw her, at least his wife did not feel awkward about the status she held now, being the wife of the successor to the only son Hemingway family line."Do you want me to get more strawberry pudding?" One of his maid offered him."No, you don’t," replied Skandar. The man was still full, they had just had a pretty good dinner."It is fine, sir.""Wait a moment," Skandar called his maid, the maid was
"We will departure half an hour later. You should prepare, Risa!" asked Skandar to his young wife.The man went into the bathroom of his room, when he had returned from the bathroom, he still found that his young wife had not changed clothes yet. The young girl was still busy turning her body in front of her make-up mirror in her only white towel."Uncle, come here ...,” said Charisa, her face was still facing to her makeup mirror.Her husband walked over to her. Skandar looked at the young girl for a moment. He had to get rid of his dirty thoughts. He had just been looking at the young girl's curves, Skandar could have already imagined what was behind the thick white cloth. All the private parts belonged to his wife, he could imagine.Skandar did not know why since he had married Charisa, he often looked like James when he was close to her. What a perverted James Bloom had given a bad influence on his brain."Uncle, see! Do you see?
At the Hemingway HomeCanberra, AustraliaNancy lay down on the sofa in her living room, the girl was reading her college book. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow there was a quiz on the subject of strategic management, and she had not been studied at all yet. She was indeed different than her brother whom was very perfectionist and choleric in any case. Nancy was more relaxed about everything.No wonder, her family had a lot of hope to her genius brother, Skandar Alexander Hemingway. Nancy was actually happy to have a brother who was very smart in terms of lessons, so she could ask questions and ask to be taught difficult assignments related to her studies, especially because they were both in the same majors. But now her brother had married and didn't live with her anymore. He was confused now, did she had to be happy because she was the furthest away from her stubborn, crabby brother
"Your wound has healed, Charisa,” said Doctor Kim.The doctor was checking Charisa's left arm. The girl's wound had dried up, and the bandage on the girl's arm also looked new, even though yesterday she was worried if the young girl in front of her didn't change the bandage, because Charisa had not seen her since yesterday in her health room."Who changed your bandages, Charisa?”"A doctor near where I live, doctor,” replied the girl."Did your uncle accompany you?” asked Doctor Kim. The woman had completely took off Charisa's bandage.“Yes, he did, Doctor Kim. My uncle.”"Your uncle was good and responsible,” Doctor Kim praised Skandar, she looked at Charisa was so happy when she told about the girl's uncle.Charisa had stood up from the patient bed in the medical room. Doctor Kim raised her eyebrows. Friday was usually a lot of students who took additional course, but this girl had been alre
When he was going to get out of the elevator door. His eyes caught a brown hair girl, she would get into the elevator and pass him. The girl wore a fluffy white headband on her brown hair."Charisa!” exclaimed the man, and immediately turned the girl’s shoulder in front of him. The man's eyes widened.He turned out to be the wrong person. The girl in the white, furry headband was not the girl he was looking for. She was not a Charisa Davis. The man apologized to the young girl in front of him. The man then walked towards the exit of his apartment building. He was waiting for his personal driver who was taking his car in the basement.When he just stood in front of the entrance, looked at his watch, he seemed to see the girl's figure again in a black car moving away towards the gate of his apartment building. His eyes seemed to see Charisa’s figure who was sitting in the front seat of the car."How can you look anywhere in my eyes, Risa?&