Novel & Cerita Callie Goulding

Authors POV Callie's entrance into the room caused a murmured wave of surprise to wash over the gathering. She carried herself with a certain grace and confidence that immediately demanded attention. Her eyes, an intriguing blend of determination and mystery, scanned the room before landing briefly on Hudson. She offered a slight nod, her professional demeanor firmly in place. "Good morning, everyone," Callie greeted, her voice carrying a hint of authority. "Thank you all for being here. I am grateful for the opportunity to work on this project that was so close to my parents' hearts."

He called. Caitlyn sharply raised her head to face him. "Is there anything else you need, sir? " She asked. "You're a strong lady. I truly admire your strength. Keep it up, " He told her with a smile, then he opened the door and walked out. A pool of tears gathered in Caitlyn's eyes as her lips stretched into a wide smile. ... It was three days to the party. Caitlyn realized she didn't have a party dress and was deep in thought about the situation when a loud music from her phone jolted her out of it.

I asked for the tenth time. She rolled her eyes “no, we have to find the perfect dress and I know someone who can help” she pulled out her phone and talked to someone. “who was that?” I asked. She grinned ‘wait and see”. there was knock on the door and Rose came in ushering in a guy, he was tall, with chocolate skin, black hair and brown eyes. “Camila, this is Jason, my husband , Jason Camila” Kylie introduced. I almost choked on my saliva at the word husband. She was married? She looked so young, I didn’t even figure that she was engaged much more married.

K•E•L•S•I:::: I used all my will power to focus my attention on the teacher as i overheard soft mumurs from every corner. "Ah! There you are, can you please tell me and the class your name? He encouraged. "My name is Kelsi Itohan" I tried to be audible as I could. "I'm a new student here" my voice slightly shaking. He nodded "Welcome, Kelsi the teacher replied with a smile that soothe my feeling.

Callie asked as she shed her coat, revealing her training clothes. “I don’t mind shuffling the setlist, but you’re not going up in that,” she gave Callie a once-over and shook her head. “Come, let’s get you changed.” When the curtains rose, five minutes later, Callie was brimming with sensual energy. She had managed to channel her jealousy into confidence. Dressed like a slutty Britney Spears from the Baby One More Time music video, Callie took to the stage. Selena Gomez’s ‘Good For You’ filtered in through the speakers, setting the mood. Callie walked forward, barefoot but never surer of herself. It took her back to her days performing at her uncle’s club, Euphoria.

Anderson “You have to make an appearance Andy, I already told them you would.” Callie warns. I can’t believe we’re back to this topic. “Why can’t you just go, Callie?” I ask again like I did the last 5 times she brought up this art exhibition. “Because, Andy, you’re the CEO and I’m just your sister moonlighting as your Chief Marketing officer. And mostly because I don’t want to go, I have a date that night.”

Not as CEO Elijah Dane Whitaker, but as Eli—the guy in the navy polo who stocked shelves, wiped down registers, and handed out those slightly-too-sweet vending machine hot chocolates like they were gold. He stepped behind the counter to help Naomi with the POS system reboot, then took a quick inventory check before heading out to the floor. And when he looked up, there she was. Callie. Wearing her deep forest green blazer—the one she always claimed made her feel “authoritative but not scary”—with her badge clipped at an angle, a clipboard tucked under her arm. Her hair was pinned back today, save for a soft curl brushing her jaw. She was talking to Marcus near the front, eyes sharp, smile su

Jag stepped away and turned to the main doors just as Kal came up the steps at the front of the building, eyes sparkling like two spheres of amber. "Jag, Emma!" Kal smiled brightly at the pair and Camille felt her stomach twist in guilt. "Two of my favourite people are right here. How's it going?" "Fine. I just stopped by to make Emma aware that her dress fitting is tomorrow." Jag spoke up. "I have another conference call with our tribe elders to attend to. Have a lovely evening."

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

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