Callie And Brandon Mga Nobela at Kwento

He just stared at me with an unreadable, cold expression, like he was trying to put the pieces of the scene together. “What’s going on here?” his voice was cold as ice. Rita moved quickly, stepping between me and Brandon with a wide, fake smile. “Nothing, baby. Nothing.” Before she could say another word, Brandon brushed past her and walked straight to me. That cold look on his face hadn’t changed. My heart began to skip. Rita’s gaze darted nervously between us. Her lips, pressed into a thin line. For some reasons I expected the worst. For him to shout or tear me apart in front of Rita.

The news channel played at low volume, but she heard every word anyway. Then a story came on that made her freeze, made her stop breathing, made everything stop. “Breaking news,” the anchor said, smiling as if it were good news, as if it were something to celebrate. “Landon Callahan and Sienna Blake wedding of the century coming up this Saturday.” Saturday. Four days away. Just four days.

Callie asked sweetly, batting her eyelashes playfully, as Brody pulled her flat to his chest and gave her deep sexy kisses. It took her longer, but she was finally able to wiggle out of Brody's arms. Callie grabbed her phone from the pocket of her robe and started making their private group. She added Brody, Sloan, and Hendry, while Brody prepared their bath water. "Brody, baby, will you lose the robe? I promise not to show our faces." She requested slyly, seconds after she shrugs off hers.

They actually got each other back. "You know I don't think I can walk. I am really sore this time." Kayla spoke, putting on her bikini. "I am going to carry you, babe." Brandon kissed her. True to his word, he actually carried her to their villa. They both showered and had lunch together. They spent a few more days on that island. Then they returned to their respective homes. Brandon and Kayla both wanted to introduce each other to their families. But who knew another surprise was awaiting them?

‘Okay, but you better not work too hard. With a soft chuckle and a goodbye kiss, Callie made her way to the health centre. As she walked, she couldn’t shake off the disbelief that she was now married to the confident and commanding Major General Elias Westwood. It seemed like a dream come true. Upon reaching the break room, Callie was greeted by a megawatt smile from Wendy. Wendy playfully nudged her and teased, ‘You didn’t come back to the dorm all night, did you?’

Hannah cried as Brandon held her. TBC

~Winter~ As we chatted and shared gossip during the flight, the cabin buzzed with lively energy. Across from us, the men were deeply engrossed in their card game, seemingly oblivious to the chatter around them. Brandon, in particular, appeared to be thoroughly enjoying himself, his demeanour reminiscent of the carefree spirit I remembered from our initial meeting. It was a welcome sight, a reminder of the person he was before the weight of responsibility descended upon him with the challenges facing Hayland.

(Song: Believer by Imagine Dragons) JODI It has been a drama filled week so far. Knowing that Brandon and Belle were an item before now clearly told me the reason for Brandon's sullen look since day one. He still had feelings for her and was probably jealous she was cozy with Kyle.

“Could’ve fooled me with the way you shut Carmilla down in front of everyone.” I shrugged. “She picked the wrong day.” Our food arrived, saving me from saying more. By the time we were halfway through our plates, I’d finally relaxed. My voice returned, and my hands stopped trembling. This, I could do. Work. Logic. No messy feelings. Brandon was in full CEO mode... focused, analytical, and sharp. I almost forgot the man also had a messy personal life tangled with Carmilla and a mysterious past he refused to properly address. Almost.

Cassandra walks out of the bedroom to join the others in the home study. Brandon sat alongside Carlon while Alex stood over another. Cassandra walks in and everyone in the room suddenly stops what they were doing just staring at her as she walks over to her man. “What is the progress?” she asks as Carlson pulls her to sit on his legs.