Chad From 8 Passengers の小説・ストーリー

Chad barely flinched at the cold, too used to high-end business trips in various climates. A uniformed chauffeur stepped forward, greeting Chad with a respectful nod. "Mr. Blackstone, welcome to Switzerland. Your ride is ready." "Perfect," Chad said smoothly, placing a hand at the small of Jasmine's back, guiding her toward the vehicle. She didn’t miss the way his touch lingered just enough to be convincing to any onlookers but remained distant enough to remind her of their arrangement. The drive to the chalet was silent, except for Jasmine's occasional gasps as they passed quaint villages and frozen lakes. Chad remained focused, already mentally preparing himself for what awaited at the ret

Aria's POV I sat by the window, stirring my coffee slowly, eyes blank as I stared out at the street beyond the glass. When Caleb arrived, I was still stuck in that same motion, as if frozen in time. "Have you been waiting long?" he asked, pulling out the chair across from me. I shook my head and nudged the sugar packets toward him. "How's Chad?" "He's had a painkiller injection. He'll be able to board the plane tomorrow afternoon. Should arrive in Australia the day after." His voice was calm, but I knew just how much he must've done behind the scenes to make that happen.

The sparks of the mate bond were gentle and I admire it, it kept us at ease. We waited for a few more people to arrive. Only those close to the one being accepted usually attend the ceremony. Greg and Chloe had followed us out here, as had Nix's family. Bruce, Nix’s brother, and his group too talking to Tiffany. Soren and Cassie are here as well but kept their distance from us, I am sure that the mate bond is kicking their emotions too… I see that Cassie is not yet marked, that explains the distance. Nix was in the midst of those who were waiting. I hoped that their presence would help him stay calm.

Chad squeezed Hannah’s hand and looked at everyone before he spoke, “I will only go with Grandma. She is the only person who has been nice to me since I came to this house, and I don’t want any other company.” “You…” Benita was surprised as she pointed at Chad. Had a six-year-old just rejected her? Kristine gave Chad a long stare. She had never really taken time to know this brat. Looks like he was more to it than what met the eye. Hannah nodded after hearing that, “Yes, yes, Chad said that he would only go with me.” “You guys can leave now. Didn’t you say you did not want to wait in line for long?” “Yes. We are leaving.”

I glance at the bus schedule, stammering, “Five minutes.” “Nonsense! Do you think Nate would ever forgive me if he found out I left his lovely wife stranded on the street?” “I’m sure he wouldn’t mind,” I say, forcing another smile, but Mrs. Chelsea isn’t swayed. “Chad, why are you still sitting?” She turns to her driver. “Go open the door for her.” In an instant, Chad is out of the car, hurrying to hold the door open for me, his expression apologetic.

she informed them. "Now that everyone has an itinerary and their luggage, let's head out to the buses. They should be here." Mr. Key announced. I pulled out my suitcase, one of Jillie's, and carried my duffel bag. We made our way out to the bus. "All suitcases have to go in the bottom. All duffle bags under your feet and all carry-ons in your lap." Mr. Key announced once we made it to the buses. "Forty students and eight chaperones on each bus."

I could see a private jet that was primed and ready to go, a few wolves from Black Sanctum waiting to greet us. “This is it, partners; hopefully never be seeing ya again!” Chad chuckled and turned his head as he unbuckled his harness, just in time to see me reach to him and grab ahold of his head. “Nothing personal.” I said as I twisted it sharply to the side, an audible pop being heard over the sound system as Chad Klien’s neck snapped like peanut brittle and his body went limp. “Let’s go, sexy.” I turned to Suzy and pulled open the door to the chopper, scooping up the princess and heading over to the waiting crew.

He helped me load them into my car and placed them carefully in the passenger seat, as though he was doing something normal. “I don’t know if it would be appropriate to ask for your number,” Chad said, his voice quiet now, but his eyes searching mine. “But I’m grateful for your forgiveness. Please, if you ever need anything, just reach out to me. I’ll be one call away. No pressure. You can contact me whenever it’s convenient for you.”

" Kira pointed out. Seeing that they were about moving, Chad beebed his friend and when she was done she told him that she was ready. Chad's friend too was ready for them to step out so that they will just take her. They walked together and got outside the gate. While they were waiting to cross to the other side, Chad's friend was Infront of them. Instantly, Chad brought out a gun and opened the back door of the car as he pushed her inside the car and sat beside her. Chad's friend moved immediately.

Step by step, I dragged my suitcase toward the ticket counter. "I want a refund," I said as I slapped my ID on the counter, my voice thick with annoyance. The staff at the counter glanced at the screen, then looked me up and down before rolling her eyes. "Sorry, but this counts as a no-show due to personal reasons. We can only refund the fuel surcharge and infrastructure fees, which come to 120 dollars. We can't refund the full fare." An angry scoff escaped me. "Personal reasons? Your airline overbooked the flight and forcibly removed paying passengers. You call that 'personal reasons'?"