Novel & Cerita Carl Gallagher

Her love and admiration for Gage were the type one feels for the person that saved them, and nothing more. Lia and Jamie also came to stand beside Zara, and together, they all stared at Gage like he was an angel that fell from the sky. Although he was wearing a mask, and no one could see his face, that didn't change anything. Carl scoffed. 'She has not seen me for some days, and she didn't miss me? I mean, now that she's back, she should be with me, instead of standing there gawking at another man, with eyes filled with love and admiration. Isn't that suppose to be for me. I know I didn't save her, but I'm her husband! She shouldn't be looking at another man like that,' Carl pondered.

Callan said as he assessed me from head to toe. "Yup beautiful as always" He said and smiled which I returned gratefully. "Wait" I said as I patted his chest area and felt something inside his jacket. "What's that?" I asked. Callan reached inside his jacket and pulled out a velvet box. "Oh shiiiitttt" He said as he looked at the box and then at me. "Please tell me that is not the thing you were looking for" I said, amazed at his stupidity. "I-" He looked so caught off guard. Of course this was the thing he was looking for!

Speaking of carl, The gates open and everyone around looks on, alerted. The guys around ana get away from her like she's suddenly burning them. Carl saunters in, Sam and Ed walking beside him. I don't want to seem hopeless but he looks hot. His ripped black jeans hung slightly low on his waist. As I said before, he never wears his trousers up. The grey t-shirt hugs his muscles like a second skin, with a black leather jacket on the top. He has a single chain hanging on his neck and black combat boots.

CALLUM Jayden, the only guy in our group who isn't afraid to speak his mind even when being stared at by three females. He is blonde like me and he has deep blue eyes, more deeper than mine that tends to change colors everytime. Sometimes I think his eyes are purple. He is a 6 feet 2 and very athletic, if you know what I mean. He isn't on the football or basket ball team in the school because he doesn't like them. But he goes to the gym a lot and he spends his time in a boxing arena during weekends. He wrestles sometimes too. He lives with his mum and his elder sister. His dad, let's just say some where in the world like my dad neglecting his duties. He changes phones too much just like tash

“You might have, but the details you provided are completely different from what the police found. If you really did kill the man, you can’t possibly not even know where the man died, could you?” Carol looked up. When she looked at the handsome man in the suit, she found him familiar. Suddenly, she recognized him. “Are you… Gavin Renae?” Gavin put his name card back into his pocket and said, “You know me, it seems. But then again, we share the same last name. We might have been family a few centuries ago,” he joked. All Carol wanted to say was that there was no business person in Northvale who did not know who Gavin was. He was, after all, publicly acknowledged as a really talented person.

It was none other than Chauncey. Just then, a commotion came from the entrance. "Mr. Gallagher Senior has arrived." The Gallaghers, who hadn't shown their faces in ages, had come to the banquet. A young man was supporting an elderly person. It was Curtis, head of the Gallagher family, with his grandson Clarence. Curtis dressed modestly, so it was nothing flashy. He leaned on an elaborate walking stick. His white hair made him look his age, but his eyes held depths people couldn't fathom.

His change in demeanor surprised me, but I boarded their vehicle and we moved towards our destination. Felixe introduced me to his team. “Meet Carl Duncan, the leader of my army. He has served as Beta to the most powerful pack in North America, the Everridge Guardians. Carl’s unbeaten so far, and I am indebted to him for agreeing to help me with my mission.” I smiled at him, realizing where I had seen him. He was in the news for gaining victory on a very important mission. We shook hands, and he introduced the rest of the team.

Just then, Mandy appeared and gave him a cautionary look. “Mr. Grey, we’re surrounded by people who would love a juicy Clark family scandal. I don’t think you want to give them one, do you?” Ever conscious of his reputation, Travis let go of Renee’s wrist. Finally free, she walked away without a backward glance. Outside the hotel, Renee spotted Carl’s car across the street. He was leaning against it, a red cigarette between his immaculate fingers, his jacket open, one hand casually in his pocket. He looked both refined and dangerous, blowing smoke rings that made him seem almost otherworldly.

"Thanks, Gerald. I owe you one." "Take care of Olivia. She's been through enough." "I will," I promised, and then hung up. Olivia cocked her head, her eyes searching my face. "What'd he say? I fought to my feet, crossed the room and sat on the sofa, gesturing to the chair beside me. Finally she sat in it, far more stiffly guarded. "Gerald called and let me know Carl's people have all been taken care of," I whispered softly to her. "Carl himself is behind bars and can't hurt you anymore Olivia."

On the other end, a polite, low chuckle came through. “Sir, sorry to bother you. My fiancée is young and just returned from another city. She has no connections in New York, making her an easy target. I’d like to understand what happened.” “No, no, you’re not bothering me at all!” Scarface instinctively stood up straighter. Carl’s voice remained cool, with a faint cough. “I don’t know how much you know about me, but I tend to be… quite vengeful.” Scarface’s heart nearly stopped.