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BOUND TO THE WRONG CALLAHAN

BOUND TO THE WRONG CALLAHAN

"Dad! How can you even ask me that?" He stepped closer. Invading space. Testing. Pushing. "Because I know you. And I know the Callahans. If they even suspect you had something to do with it, they'll destroy us. The Harts, everyone connected." He paused. Voice dropping. Low. Hard. Threatening. "Landon Callahan owns Black Global Enterprises. A trillion dollar empire. He's not a man you can cross and walk away from." His eyes boring into hers. "They'll come after us with everything. Lawyers. Police. Media. Power we can't fight. Do you understand?"
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Calling Callan

Calling Callan

Samantha replied and I noticed a tinge of red on her cheeks. "Ah yes so busy...since she found her mate and probably has no reasons to get out of bed now" I said as I suggestively wiggled my eyebrows. "Oww" I said as I felt her kick me under the table. I looked at her with accusing eyes but she simply shrugged her shoulders. "I said I wasn't gonna take the teasing quietly" She said. "Callan Baraed, Anaïs's mate" Callan introduced himself to Aiden, ignoring Sam and I's bickering.
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My Feisty Wife: Baby, You're So Sweet

My Feisty Wife: Baby, You're So Sweet

What kind of luck did she have? Callan took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Rainie . He said cautiously and softly, "Don't be afraid, I mean no harm. This is my business card. I am the President of D.S Corporations. My name is Callan Handerson. We met 10 years ago, but you were too young at that time. You probably don't remember me, but I will never forget you." Callan's cold eyes, at this moment, were as soft as a pool of spring water.
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Fated by Mistake

Fated by Mistake

A black SUV pulled up near the entrance, sending a soft cloud of dust into the air of the campgrounds. The door opened Professor Callahan stepped out of the car dressed like he’d just stepped out of an urban warzone. “Well, well,” he said, striding toward us with his signature half-smirk. “If it isn’t my Glorious Rivals. Or is it Problematic Rivals now? I’ve received… conflicting reports.” Zelest rolled his eyes. I just kept my face blank. Callahan’s gaze flicked between us, and something shifted in his expression. I didn’t miss the way his smirk softened slightly into something more curious. Then, unexpectedly, he nodded.
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