Call Chica Novels & Stories

"Pity this single woman has no partner to join such an event." Clarissa smiled, a smirk evident, as if mocking. "Well, find a partner. There are plenty of guys in Pacific, from interns, juniors, seniors, to even the bosses." "I'm not interested in having a romantic relationship with someone who works within the same scope as me." "Why?" Everyone asked simultaneously, curious to hear the reason Chacha was about to give. As a competent woman with a fairly high position in the office, finding a partner shouldn't be difficult for her, especially considering her above-average appearance.

We look to Indie as she lifts her phone “ Hey Baby Doll!” She greets her friend. “Can I speak?” Gabe signals to Indie. Taking me back a bit, but considering how I’d been with him earlier I bite my tongue and let him carry on. Indie nods, putting her phone down, putting it on speaker “ Lilah you’re on speaker hun, someone wants to say hello” “Huh?” She sounded surprised “okay” “Hey Chica!” Gabe greeted her, a friendly smile on his face despite the fact she couldn’t see him “you sleep ok?”

Alessia( the adopted daughter of the Valli family) POV The bass in The Neon Den vibrated through the soles of my Louboutins, thumping in perfect synchronization with the expensive champagne rushing through my veins. I was laughing, my head tilted back as Chloe and Bianca recounted some mindless gossip about a senator’s son. I was the center of attention. I was always the center of attention. As the daughter of the Valli empire, the world bowed at my feet, and tonight was no exception.

Chapter 9 Tiana’s POV I was just slipping on my black kitten heels - well, mostly hopping around the room on one leg while wrestling the leather strap around my ankle - when my phone buzzed aggressively against the duvet cover. I abandoned the shoe struggle, letting my foot drop to the floor with a thud, and flopped onto the mattress to check the screen. It was the Margarita Señoritas group chat. "FANDANGOS BABY!"

sobbing violently , Cici cried . " I'm fine , Cici . And what do you mean throw you out , you need to be my maid until you die ! I'm not letting you go ,understand ?" said Chelsea as she glared at her stupid maid , she was the only loyal subject , she had without Cici what will happen to her ? " Chelsea is right , Cici , you aren't going anywhere , now please fetch yourself a cup of warm chocolate, I think you are in need of that " said Lord Kaisen.

I answered and she snickered. She turned away from me and looked at all the models that were on a single file. “Didn't any of you tell her about me?” She asked and they lowered their heads without answering. “You all are dimwits!” She snapped and turned to face me again. “I am Pocha Will, star model of E.F Entertainment,” She said, and my eyes widened.

“Like... TikTok famous good.” Clarita rolled her eyes. “Don’t encourage her. She already thinks she’s the reincarnation of Shakira.” “Please, I’m more Dua Lipa,” claire said, removing an earbud without missing a beat. Dante strolled in just then, fresh from the gym, towel over his shoulder, shirt clinging to his torso in all the ways that made Jullie’s brain betray her professionalism. He glanced at her. “You’re still here?” “She lives here,” Clarita muttered.

We'd made it this far—maybe this time, nothing would blow up. And I needed to see who that girl was. "Let's go." I followed her out. Cold wind hit me like a slap as we jumped into the app-booked ride. Felicity kept replaying the PI's video, looping it nonstop. The girl's silhouette... weirdly familiar. I leaned in. Felicity whispered, "Lydia... that back kinda looks like you." I stared. Yeah, it kinda did. But with how wild she got last time, I wasn't about to feed that fire.

Her tits are fake and still smaller than Carley’s, walking into the house with a click of her high heels. “Is that Carson Channing you have kneeling on the floor in front of you?” My slut, named Julia, asks. “I don’t know who Carson is. But this is ma pet, Carter Orpheus. You like him?” I ask her curiously. She licks her glossy lips, biting her lower one. Her fake eyelashes hide her hooded bedroom eyes. “For how long have you lusted after him?” “I’ve wanted him along with other original Chaos Boys since junior high. I hated Carley because she had them following her around like little lost puppies. I’m the only who should have them.”

Hearing such a familiar voice and way of speaking, Calla was startled and looked up to see the woman. When she saw who it was, Calla frowned, questioning her bad luck as she always seemed to be bumping into this person. The other person seemed surprised to see Calla too, but she quickly sneered. "Well, well, look who it is! Couldn't manage to stay out of sight, could you? This dress I'm wearing is a brand new Chanel that cost 12 thousand dollars. Are you going to pay me back with cash or credit?"