Charisma Man Novels & Stories

he walked back to his seat. Charlie is more than happy to have those two omegas to himself. They are so caring and attentive, he met them once but he fell in love with their person. “Thank you so much, Mr. Voldov.” “Damiel.” “Umm, yeah, that.” “Damiel.” “Thank you so much, Damiel.” Charlie’s face is so flushed. He is in for one hell of a marriage with a psycho sexy Viking of a man.

“There’s only one type of man I admire: those who don’t threaten others, don’t play dirty tricks, and charm others with their charisma alone.” “How can a man who got his insurance money by faking his death have any sort of charisma?” Carol’s heart clenched in pain when Titus exposed her. “Adam was in a vegetative state. I’m the one who decided to lie to get the insurance money.” “You’re still so stubborn!” Titus was about to lose his patience. “Alright, since you think Adam has no charisma, what about you? You’ve been threatening me, doing everything to force Abner Corporation into bankruptcy, and using my friends and family against me. These are your usual methods to gain what you want.”

Titan burst into his study angrily. He locked the doors to get a grip on his bearings. The effrontery she had to compare him to her low-grade father who had the unfortunate legacy of being remembered as a sick twisted murderer. A man who had so much charm and enviable charisma he could draw in anyone effortlessly. But the moment they crossed him, he would weave a complex torturous web of manipulation, tighten it inexorably until it metamorphosed into murder and incomprehensible destruction.

CHARIS attended the party with her grandmother, Doña Lucia, in a slinky black dress that left nothing to the imagination. She also brought a date—handsome, tall, younger than Gian, and, most probably, a rich heir to one of the old money. I pitied him. He almost got choked a few times by the way the woman would grab and cling to him whenever Gian was near. Technically, I was, too, since I was by his side since arrival. But kudos to him, it did not take long for him to realize what was going on and he couldn’t get far away from Charis fast enough. He flirted loudly with other women for good measure, too.

His tuxedo was black and well fitted, showing off broad shoulders and a tapered waist. He was in fantastic shape, but hours in the gym weren’t the biggest contributing factor to his immense appeal. He was handsome, criminally so, his chiseled features the perfect blend of masculinity and beauty. But it was his charisma, his raw confidence, his power that made people gravitate to him. He wasn’t like any man, any person, I had ever met before . And I was about to marry him. I swallowed. My throat felt like the inside of a pincushion. This is nothing but a business deal. Nothing but another contract.

“Do you think I’m charming?” Charity made a point to size him up. A moment later, a look of disdain washed over her face. “Not in the slightest.” Chester was exasperated. “Even if I’m not, I won’t allow you to escape my clutches.” As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned forward domineeringly and locked lips with Charity. Ever since she quit the entertainment industry, she hardly wore lipstick. He was not sure of the brand of the lipstick she applied today, but it was soft and smelled good.

And that made him even more dangerous. His power wasn’t just in muscle. It was in charisma. The way he spoke. The way he owned every room he entered. He didn’t dominate with force—he didn’t need to. He manipulated the air, the mood, and the expectations. And in the process, made everyone else feel smaller. If we were in the human world, Damien could be seen as a Casanova mafia, while Alpha Martin would be seen as a serial killer, charming and handsome in an evil way. I felt Alpha Martin’s gaze fall on me.

At this moment, Aman felt as if he had seen a ghost. He couldn't believe he would see Charlie, who was as formidable as a comet was in New York, in the home of a mafia leader! Since his last failed attempt to win Helena over, Charlie had become a nightmare in Aman's mind. It wasn't just because Charlie had ruined his plan to marry a royal princess, but more importantly, Charlie had slapped him repeatedly. Although Aman had a humble upbringing and suffered a lot when he was young, once he became a tycoon, no one dared to order him around, let alone hit him. Charlie was absolutely unique in this regard.

He can't get me with that petty attitude. Yes, I get it, you're an undeniably handsome man. And I would assume that through his actions… women will most likely fall for him. But I really don't see myself spending the rest of my life with him. He is very manly and arrogant but not actually boastful, there's a fine line separating the two characteristics. Charismatic is probably the right word for him as a whole. I shook my head at myself. Never focus on a man's every detail because you will eventually fall for him, Athena.

Then I would leave, permanently. “So what happens now?” I had to ask. Charlie leaned back on the couch and grinned like this was the beginning of a fun little rom-com. He was charming, I had to give him that. With his golden blond hair, dimples, and soft warm eyes, he looked like he’d walked out of a Disney movie –like a Prince Charming. He was the exact opposite of Maverick Russo, who gave off the energy of a fallen angel –beautiful, yes, but dangerous in all the wrong ways. I couldn’t help but wonder how the two of them even became friends in the first place.